All I remember of my dreams are little snapshots:
I am rummaging through some clothing in my bedroom, and something jumps out. "Oh no," I think, "I have mice again!" But then it occurs to me that it's not a mouse but a little bird, and off I go chasing it...
... I am seated by a big basket of mismatched socks. I'm there sorting through them for a long time and only manage to match two pairs (yes, now this is a *real* nightmare - lol!)...
... Now I find myself at some kind of day camp, trying to organize the little kids into some semblance of order (Okay, I think we're onto some kind of theme here.)...
... I'm on a bus heading home. At a stop, I see a procession of people in costume, the men are all dressed as Arthur and his group from Monty Python's "Quest for the Holy Grail", and the women are beautiful mer-creatures. I recognize them as one of the couple I married recently, and I call out to them by name, very excited to see them. The couple turns to me and waves ecstatically and the bride runs over to me, quickly shoving a bunch of papers into my hands as my bus rolls out again.
I look at these papers and see a bunch of post-dated cheques, all sorts of brochures with huge discounts to many different places and a beautiful thank-you note. I am stunned that they would have this ready for me, since our meeting is so random. More so, I am amazed that they would think they owed me any more than my standard fee! There is a sense that the brochures were hand-picked just for me...
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