I had a feverish dream last night about trekking through swampish forests to get to a house that was owned by talking cats and dogs, including one really long, silverish-white dog that reminded me of the dragon from The Never-Ending Story. There's another house down the way owned by nefarious rats. In the corner of the one room, there is an ancient television, but it works amazingly, clear picture and everything. Apparently, the VCR below the television was also a way of clocking in to a job.
John was talking to me while I was playing with the VCR, fascinated by it, and told me to follow him. He led me to a room that had not been there before and laying on the bed was a beautiful green gown covered in glitter and an overlay of green mesh, and twigs? He said it was my wedding dress. It was the most beautiful dress I have ever seen in my life.
I woke up at some point to go to the bathroom (I am 2 weeks away from my due date, after all) and when I went back to bed, I dreamt that John, Nicky, and I were at John's work at the hotel, except it was a church, and X was wandering around. I kept trying to say hi to X but all he could say was "yeah." I felt like ringing his neck and asking what his problem was. He was wearing that same maroon shirt he is so famous for. Nicky was running around saying he wanted banana milk. So I bought him some.
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