This morning in Dreamland, I entered through the stable doors, to check on the racehorses. My friend Chelsea was selecting a kitten from among the four in the litter birthed by the barn cat. She chose a calico one; I left before I could find out the name--I was afraid I would be late for church.
Being late was a big fear for me--I kept checking my watch, to make sure I would not be late for work after church. Then I would ask myself, "Do I go to work after church today??!" This scenario played on a loop through this whole dream, and I never figured out whether I was due at work later in the day.
But no worries! I could still eat while at church, because they were serving up corn dogs, hot dogs, and french fries from the industrial-size popcorn popper in the lobby. I tried to get in line, but before I could be served, the church service started--with Jason R singing, joined by a chorus of others. Even the horses quieted down for that...
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