Friday night, I dreamt that David and I were celebrating our wedding anniversary by re-enacting our wedding reception. I wore my big white dress. All the guests were irritated because they had to bring gifts again. The only difference from our actual reception was the location. This time, we were in a school gym. It was like a prom movie, and people were carrying on secret conversations by the lockers.
On Saturday morning, David told me he had dreamt of Pegasus, and that Pegasus recurs in his dreams quite often. This time, it was black with giant bat wings, and it was in our backyard. How great is that?
In my most frequent recurring dream, I’ve registered for a class that I’ve forgotten (or neglected) to attend all semester.
I need to figure out what David’s eating before bed.