Dreaming Scorsese
As some of you know I’ve been forced in old age to take a job as an :”inventory associate.”–that is, I count inventory at mostly chain stores– Penney’s ,Victoria’s Secret, Party City,, Tractor Supply, Hollisters. For the last two days I’ve worked at the Lowe’s in Mount Vernon, Ohio. . Today I counted over 16,000 pieces of merchandise, everything from screws and light bulbs to planks of lumber. It’s tiring. Afterwards, I trudged back home, and after nursing my decrepitude with a bag of White Castle double cheese sliders I promptly fell asleep There. in Dreamland, I dreamed the most interesting message: Martin Scorsese hired me to write a screenplay on the history of adoption reform.. I envisioned it as a bourgeois Gangs of New York with Bill Pierce as Bill the Butcher, and me as Amsterdam Vallon. –but probably less compelling. Thankfully this screenplay will never make it to Marty’s mailbox. This dream however, reminded me of other adoption- related dreams I’ve had through years. Theyonly stopped when I (for you pop psych fans) I integrated my adoptive and non-adoptive self. ***** I come home from school and find my amother has been “sent away.” Nobody , including my Continue Reading →