I had a very strange dream last night.
I was standing in a place; it was not a far off or fretting placed. It didn’t really have any substance to it, below, above and each side, everything just faded in to blackness. But it wasn’t dark.
I felt comfortable being there.
Then I saw someone walking towards me, at a relaxed, but fairly rapid paced. As he got closer I was trying to work out who it was. I was surprised, perhaps closer to shocked to see it was Eric Glesser. Can’t be! Yep, no doubt about it; it’s Eric. I thought to myself; “why would Eric be there.”
The strange thing was; that he didn’t look anything like the Eric we know today.
He was a young man, tall and lean, clean shaven face and dark curly hair. He wore a dark pin striped suit, no tie and a brightly coloured open neck shirt. I would have picked his age be between 21 and 24. He had the walk and presence of a man. But the smile on his face and sparkle in his eyes told that there was still an eager young boy in there looking for his next great adventure.
Then I could hear voices around me. “Look! It’s Eric Glesser.” “What?” “It is. It’s Eric.” “Over there, it’s Eric” “WOW. Your right it’s Eric Glesser.” Similar words were echoed from all around me. I was standing among 15 to 20 Spyderco fans. It was like a rock star had come to our place.
Eric strode up to us and greeted very one of us. His smile and the gleam in eyes were so infectious that soon we were all grinning like fools. I still wondered why Eric was there.
The placed his hand on my back and guided me from the group and with firm handshake said “It is good to meet you.” I was surprised, but returned his handshake and replied “And it is good to meet you too Eric.” For it was indeed good to have the opportunity to meet Eric Glesser.
Eric returned to the group and with the smile always on his face and the sparkle in his eyes. He spoke to them with an eager enthusiasm and when anyone spoke to him, he gave them his full and undivided attention. Looking them straight in the eyes and even leaning forward and down a little, (for he was a tall man) so he would not miss a single word they said.
I still wondered why Eric was there.
I began to feel a little uneasy in this placed. Plus I had to get back to work anyway.
Then I was at the intersection of two country roads. I felt that I knew the place well, but a lot of the details were wrong, but no matter. I was over the other side of a barbed wire fence, in shoulder high grass, (cool day was shouldn’t be to many snakes around), working on a telephone cable coming out of the ground. It’s part of the job I do.
I was wishing that I was back with Eric and the group and I was still wondering why Eric had come there to visit us.
Well that was it. No idea where it came from or what means, if it means anything at all.
:o I do have some strange dreams.
Now that I think back on it, there are couple more strange things. Other than Eric’s greeting, I did not hear a signal word that was said in the group.
Plus, I did not see a single knife in the whole dream.