Tuesday, February 14, 2006
What Dreams May Come
So last night I dreamt that I was going to be deported. How that is possible and to where I would be deported, I don't know, seeing as how I was born in this country, but in the regime of George W. Bush my subconscious probably figured anything was possible. So I'm being deported, and a guy I haven't seen since I graduated college agreed to marry me to keep INS off my ass. He then proceeds to get pissy at me for taking him for granted. This is a marriage of convenience, I say, there IS NOTHING to take for granted. He sulks and indicates he wants the marriage to be a real marriage. I wake up. I don't know why these dreams happen to me.
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4 comments:
That's a dream some people make $150/hr to decipher. You're wacky. I think it means you need a pool boy. ;)
God, I am so glad to know someone else is having incredably wierd dreams besides me!
maybe it's the moon!
they are even affecting my spelling, apparently!
Donna's so old she needs a pool MAN!
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