Dream a little Dream part II
ok so the other night it was Madonna telling me I'm fat, and last night it was this....
Last night I had a horrible dream, for lack of blogging material I might right about that.
I dreamed that my bubs and I were at the art museum (it was the Currier Museum of Art in Manchester NH) and there was a horrible storm and the lightning was so fast and so close that you could not even hear the thunder, everyone was clapping because it was like fireworks.
Then I said "everything is on fire" and it was....the entire city was looking red.
Now this was the city I lived in back home.
Then my bubs said we should get home and then all of a sudden we were there and it was my old house where I grew up and it was fine, not on fire...but when I opened the front door all these animals came out of the house and it was all my old pets that I had when I was little (they are obviously all dead now)...they were leaving the house and I was trying to grab them and bring them back in.
then I thought "this isn't right"
and I woke up.
I'm thinking this has something to do with marrying my bubs and finally moving onto a new stage in my life, and maybe finally realizing that "back home" is not home at all anymore...I'm not sure...well at least I was not being told I was fat in this one, but I will say it was so very sad to see all my old pets who have been gone for so long, I remember right now in the dream how real and solid they felt when I was trying to grab them.
ok I have to get some work done, I am finishing up a wholesale order....more tomorrow.