Ok.. time to spill the beans on a few odd dreams.
Most recently (last night) I had this really odd dream, I can't remember most of it but here is what I do remember. I was in my car in the passenger side (odd) and I had a bag of weed. Not goldenrod but the illegal stuff, only it was kinda like fennel in the bag and when it came out it was fuzzy. Some spilled out on the carpet and immediately got stuck. I rolled the bag up and hid it under the glove box. This all came about because of my making some herbal tea last night to help with some chest congestion I've been fighting (thanks Jeanie). I've got that part figured out. Suddenly I'm in a house that I don't recognize with people I only know in the dream and the pot is back with me. I can't seem to get rid of it and don't really want it, and some spills out onto the carpet and suddenly its all over the place. I can't clean it up and then Rick Jefferson's parents come in. Suddenly I know it is their house that we are hanging. This comes from me recently hearing Rick has had a little girl. His mother keeps asking what kind of grass we have gotten on the floor because it won't vacuum up. I go outside to avoid this and see Christina C. , a previous girlfriend of mine, walking out of her new house with her husband. I say hey to her and they turn around and her husband morphs from what he really looks like to something completely different. I know the face of the guy he has changed into in real life but can't quite remember who it is. She says Hi and I tell her she's moved in next door to Ricks parents!. She introduces me to her husband Luke. Now Christina's husband isn't named Luke. I can only assume Luke refers to another of my friend's long term boyfriend. I try to shake hands with him but he obviously does not want to do this, threatened or something I can't quite place, so I put on a nice big friendly smile and throw my hand into position. He says hey and motions for them to continue on their walk. Awake.
Previously
I've been running around in a game like city probably caused by playing some online game. I'm at UNCG but it's much more like an old church or castle. I overhear that that Chancellor has fallen in a room and hit her head on a chair which has killed her. I know at this point that much of the work she was trying to do will never come to fruition. I am walking through the building and walk through the room she fell in, which is full of rows of chairs one would use for an assembly, but the room is heavily carpeted and it reminds me of a scene in a movie where a very expensive and exclusive auction will occur, or of a waiting room at a funeral home viewing. The chancellor’s funeral is a very large event with a horse drawn funeral carriage, then a hearse, both with a casket inside. Very elaborate. Awake.