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04:21:2002 Entry: "DREAM"

DREAM

I was in some strange city like Salt Lake or someplace, and was crossing a street with a couple other people. I think one of them was Stan, and the other was a tall man, but I don't think it was Tim; he was wearing a suit and looked Mormon. There was a hellfire and brimstone preacher on the corner, and we crossed the street in a manner to avoid him. Then the preacher started clucking like a chicken, insinuating we were afraid to confront him.

6 Comments

The mormons are really polite and cute folks, it's my favorite religious folks of all those who preach to you on the street or ring your doorbell ;o]

Posted by Nico @ 03/19/2002 02:16 PM CST

Funky dream! I think it's neat that Stan is in all your dreams though! He REALLY IS the MAN OF YOUR DREAMS!! I luv it!!! ;o)

Posted by Maria @ 03/20/2002 07:02 AM CST

uhm...were there any canadians or russians in the dream???

:::being rather onery this morning:::

Posted by Lori @ 03/20/2002 10:08 AM CST

Was there any skiing involved? Like, someone being injured in a bad skiing accident, and as a result, had the ability to lift a whole flap of skin above their knees to expose the infected flesh underneath?

If not, carry on.

Posted by Jane @ 03/20/2002 10:39 PM CST

Nico, I don't think I have any favorite religious folk...well, maybe the Hare Krishnas at airports...I miss those.

Maria, I usually have a "companion" in my dream. It's strange, but I seldom dream alone, so to speak. Usually the companion is Stan, but sometimes it's a faceless person, or my mom, or an old friend from a long time ago, but yes, you're right, he is "the man of my dreams!" heh heh

Lori, no Canadians or Russians, but I do remember the dream having sort of a gold glow about it...

Jane...was that from the olympics? I don't remember that part. How gruesome!

Posted by Ann @ 03/21/2002 09:20 AM CST

Ann, no, that was from a dream I had the day before... it *was* rather gruesome, wasn't it.

Posted by Jane @ 03/21/2002 01:03 PM CST