* * * WEIRD DREAM ALERT!!! * * *
I need some analysis again. This one is just bizarre, but strangely enough it kinda makes sense, I think, although not to me, and probably not to anybody with an ounce of sanity remaining.
Inexplicably, I’m at an obstetrician’s office with Sarah and a friend of ours (who will remain nameless), who are both with child. (In the dream. In real life, neither of them are pregnant, to the best of my knowledge.) Then later it turns out Sarah’s NOT pregnant, and in fact is no longer there with us; I’m just there to talk about how long it takes for someone to get knocked up once they go off the pill. Our other friend IS pregnant (again, only in the dream), although why I’m there with her instead of her husband, I don’t quite understand.
Also it comes out that Sarah and I have moved in with the other couple in some kind of townhome, but the other couple is having a new house built somewhere in Chester County and they’ll be moving in there in a couple of months.
Then I think I must have woken up a little bit, because the dream switched gears. Suddenly I’m living by myself in a farmhouse somewhere rural. I remember going to a church nearby for some kind of meeting, at which Dean Peggy (the dean at the Cathedral Church of Saint John) may have been present. Then I got into some kind of old red Ford pickup, drove back to the farm, and changed into a strange tuxedo that made me look like a priest, to sing some kind of concert.
Then I woke up because one of the cats was vomiting under the bed. What does it all mean? (The dream, not the puking.)
