This past week was our first deadline week for newspaper, which explains the lack of blogging. It is a complete miracle that we even made deadline…I still am positive the paper is absolutely riddled with errors, but such is life.
Anyway, if anyone out there likes to interpret dreams, try this one from last night:
I was walking in Bowling Green, Ohio, where I went to grad school. I was holding hands with a guy I didn’t really like, but he REALLY liked me. I don’t know who it was–it’s no one I’ve met yet. So we walked down Wooster Street in BG, and somehow wound up at a church in Ann Arbor, Michigan. We went inside, and looked in all the rooms where people were having Sunday School, and we found a room with a bed. (I promise it’s not dirty.) We crawled in the bed, and I didn’t want to look at him, so I turned my back to him but he still wrapped his arms around me. And I thought, “Well, at least he likes me…maybe I should just settle.” I felt nothing for him, no attraction at all, in fact I was mildly repulsed by him. I was in the middle of telling him that I didn’t really like him but if he wanted to be with me I had nothing better to do when then the dream shifted…
I had gone grocery shopping and bought ice cream. I put it in my trunk, when a friend asked me to walk her dog. I knew the ice cream would melt but I went anyway (totally out of character for me). So she handed over the leash, and the dog was a black lab, except she was BLUE. Bright blue. And as I walked the blue dog through a neighborhood, my friend who is the choir director at school started walking with me. The dog occasionally would walk on three legs while wrapping one paw around my waist. Like it was totally normal for dogs to walk like that.
Is this just early-onset school-induced psychosis? Or is my subconscious trying to tell me something?