The dream that almost had me shrieking went like this:
I was home for a visit with my folks. I still had clothes at their place, and I found it necessary one morning to dress for school. (!) (I was a grown man, so don't look too deeply into the circumstances.) I tried on several things until I was very happy with a "look". But time was against me, and I knew if I didn't hurry up I would miss my bus. For whatever reason...a shower, I suppose...I had undressed and was rushing to find where I had put my clothes. The shirt was over here, the trousers in another room. Found socks and shoes. And then I knew it was too late for the bus.
My mom was still there getting ready for work, but she had just enough time to get herself to her office on time, and I was really worred about asking her for a ride in a different direction.
So, I went into the kitchen where she was getting stuff together, and she looked at me rather oddly. I told her I didn't feel very well, that my bus had gone and i had no way to get to school.
She made a funny face and said, "If that is true, then why are you sitting over there with your head on my lap?"
She turned her head toward a couch where she was sitting and I was leaning over with my head in her lap looking for all the world as if I had passed out.
I looked at her, horror on my face and hers. "Am I dying? Or dead"?
I woke up. My heart was pounding!!!
Jack, I swear, if that Dream-O-Matic gets consulted, it had better be something POSITIVE.
