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Goldfish and Robin Hobart

Dreamed that I owned goldfish, that someone – not me – had been charged with looking after my goldfish, and that the fish were crowded together in a very small bowl – which alarmed me because I didn’t think my goldfish could get enough oxygen in that very small bowl, and enraged me because my goldfish had been in a very large tank when I’d entrusted them to be looked after.

So, clearly the parties to whom I had entrusted the goldfish had either broken or stolen my tank.

The greater part of the dream concerned itself with wondering, How am I going to get another tank?


The weird thing about this dream was that a large map had superimposed itself upon the events of the dream. This map was a representation of the intersection of Flatbush Avenue with Lefforts Avenue, just around the corner from my grandfather’s house in Brooklyn.

In the way of dreams, this map wasn’t just three-dimensional. It was eight- or maybe 100-dimensional, and I comprehended all its dimensions perfectly, only I didn’t have the words to describe them.

Courtesy of Google maps, here’s the actual intersection! Looking nothing like the tessellated object of my dream and nothing like my 60-year-old memories:

Woke up and thought, Okay! It wasn’t that it was unusual for Kekule to dream benzene. It was unusual that he was able to describe it!

Fell back to sleep.

And dreamed about Robin Hobart.

I don’t know why Robin Hobart visits my dreams so regularly. She was one of my GSPP classmates. We were never particularly close.

But here she was again, and I had to make some sort of party talk to welcome her since I hadn’t seen her since the last dream, so there was catching up to do.

“Oh, I only lasted three years in the public sector,” I told her. “For a very short period of time, I was California’s Crack Baby Czarina.”

“Impressive!” said Robin Hobart.

“You think?” I said. “Then I got tapped by Time Inc to put People Magazine online at the very beginning of the Internet age.”

“Impressive!” she repeated, and I thought, No. No, it’s not. I mean both things are true, but I’m a complete and total failure. Isn’t that obvious?


One funny story about Robin Hobart that hardly anyone except for me finds amusing. But I think it’s hilarious.

Robin Hobart’s father was a Unitarian minister

When Robin Hobart became a teenager, she became surly and difficult to deal with as all teenagers do. And she rebelled!

By becoming an Episcopalian.

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Mar. 13th, 2018 04:18 pm (UTC)
Rebelling to become Episcopalian *is* pretty hilarious. :)

I'm so boring I had a dream about an exercise video. But there was this move where people were doing armless planks. Like, your feet are on the ground but your arms are just kind of levitating. I was like, "Well, I can't do it *now,* but I can work up to it..." I kinda chuckled because I tend to bite off more than I can chew with workout videos. "Armless planks - sure, yeah, that's a totally reasonable expectation to have of myself..." :)
Mar. 13th, 2018 04:38 pm (UTC)
Rebelling to become Episcopalian *is* pretty hilarious. :)

Oh, good. You get it, too. :-)

I like that armless planks dream.
Mar. 14th, 2018 03:37 am (UTC)
Wasn't that the entire point of Alex in Family Ties ?
Mar. 14th, 2018 11:47 am (UTC)
Never watched Family Ties.
Mar. 14th, 2018 01:38 pm (UTC)
It was the part that "found" Michael J Fox -- anyway, it was a family of hippies with a button-down conservative young republican son
I have to admit I did not actually "watch" the show on a regular basis -- the theme was left-wing good, hahahaha, look at that silly right-wing stupid
Mar. 14th, 2018 01:50 pm (UTC)
A friend of mine from UCB created it. Gary Goldberg. But I never watched a single episode.
Mar. 13th, 2018 04:37 pm (UTC)
Oh yeah, I see that pattern happening. Same but different, parents to offspring. Different content but same form. Jon Stewart -> Stephen Colbert or Trevor Noah or John Oliver
Mar. 13th, 2018 04:40 pm (UTC)
Yeah. But I mean, becoming an Episcopalian doesn't really register on the scale of adolescent misbehavior. :-)
Mar. 13th, 2018 04:47 pm (UTC)
Yes, I see that. That is the first thing I noticed. But then I thought, well, my own rebellion was so little compared to others -- but to my parents it was the end of the world. So I'm willing to accept her rebellion as equally dramatic even if from the outside it looks really tame. =)
Mar. 13th, 2018 04:49 pm (UTC)
Well, you're right: In the context of the Hobart family, her rebellion was dramatic! Her father was besides himself.

It still seems gut-bustingly funny to me. :-)
Mar. 13th, 2018 04:57 pm (UTC)
Lol. She (or her father) must have been an unusually minded person to go to such lengths to vex her father.
Mar. 13th, 2018 05:11 pm (UTC)
She was! How to describe her? Morally upstanding but at the same time very hip. Every guy in my policy class was secretly in-luv with her: Nordic features, short geometrical hairstyle, and enormous breasts, which she always camouflaged behind baggy sweaters.

A very smart, nice girl.

Naturally, I didn't feel any resonance with her whatsoever. :-)
Mar. 13th, 2018 04:55 pm (UTC)
I noticed I forgot Samantha Bee. Now I feel terrible.
Mar. 13th, 2018 05:11 pm (UTC)
You're a baaaaaaad person! :-)
Mar. 14th, 2018 04:28 am (UTC)
Also, sexist.
Mar. 13th, 2018 08:55 pm (UTC)
Robin Hobart was quite a rebel. I had a few friends that defied their minister fathers.
Mar. 13th, 2018 09:17 pm (UTC)
She would have been more rebellious if she'd become, say, a Roman Catholic. :-)
Mar. 16th, 2018 06:07 am (UTC)
I am a Psychoanalyst and Psychotherapist. I'm not married to any one theory. I'm influenced by Jung, Freud, Lacan, and Narrative Therapy. As well, I am trained in Transpersonal Psychology. All that aside, one has to live and experience a lot of shit before having the ability to be a good shrink. I work with the person. It's said often that if your only tool is a hammer, everything starts to look like a nail. Too many people become so married to their theories (usually theories of their betters) that it is amazing that they get anything done at all.

I would like you to free-associate with these dreams. What images, ideas, memories, etc., come up? I already have my own ideas, but they might not be meaningful for you. And I don't put my shit on others.

Also, you can just disregard this and we can move on.
Mar. 16th, 2018 12:30 pm (UTC)
I knew you were a therapist but not that you were an analyst. :-)

I always think of dreams as little narrative batteries. :-) The symbols are so compressed, you know? I'm not interested so much in understanding them (since rightly or wrongly, I believe that would drain them of much of their energy.) I'm more interested in using them -- if that makes any sense at all. :-)
Mar. 17th, 2018 05:01 am (UTC)
In the States, Psychoanalysis tends to be relegated to Comparative Literature, Philosophy, Critical Theory, etc. But in Latin America, it's the most common type of psychotherapy.

My undergrad degree was in Literature and Creative Writing (minor in Linguistics). This has helped me a lot in my later studies and practice of psychotherapy/analysis.

I'm not interested so much in understanding them (since rightly or wrongly, I believe that would drain them of much of their energy.) I'm more interested in using them -- if that makes any sense at all. :-)

That makes complete sense! You've got it! To name is to destroy, or to, at least, diminish. This can be useful if there is something disturbing or problematic. But the more we can go with that energy and mystery, without naming it or explaining it, the better. Magic happens there! :)
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