A First Memory First Thing In The Morning

[The memory was told to me by a human, the image was created by OpenAI’s #dalle.]

Feeling upbeat on my morning walk, I locked eyes with another person out walking the dog. We effortlessly transitioned from eye contact to conversation.

I asked.

The answer:

I remember my teddy bear, Theodore. My sister made him for me. He was black and white.

My first memory is actually a dream. And it scared me.

I was in a car and Theodore was there. And the ride was really bumpy. And there were three figures that had these white towels wrapped on their heads.

I grew up in the Midwest, so I'm sure I had never seen folks from other places in the world. But these were clearly turbans.

And I remember that I just knew we were going to die. And I remember that Theodore had come alive in the dream, and was saying that it would be okay that we weren't going to die.

And then I woke up.

Glad to be a morning person.

Glad I asked.