I woke up a moment ago from a strange dream in which I felt a sense of foreboding, a moment of disorientation.
Sitting in the IBTC conference room at the NCB, I was presiding over the NFB R&D meeting. The meeting had just begun and I was wanting everyone to introduce themselves. Throughout the entire introduction process, I kept forgetting the names of individual committee members. I was also experiencing technology problems in which my Mac was not displaying the proper document. Rather than seeing the list of committee members, I could only get gibberish to display on my screen. Committee members waited in a strained silence while I tried unsuccessfully to get organized.
Panic, I was getting hotter and more nervous with no way of making things better. I was showing the whole committee how incompetent I was for the job of committee Chair.
I woke up from the dream just before the booing started.
Perhaps this is my subconscious letting me know that I need to get more organized? A reminder of my ability to create my own success?
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