Last night I dreamed that David and I were traveling through small dirt tunnels underground. For some odd reason, we believed it would be faster than driving above ground. Um. Okay I guess, but if you know me at all, you know two things. I am claustrophobic so you won't willing catch me in small tunnels underground. And I'm a neat freak. So if I'm going to be anywhere near dirt, I will have a dustbuster in hand or a broom and dustpan at the minimum. Not sure why my brain isn't factoring this in.
Well, on with my dream. Not only are David and I walking around in dirt tunnels. But it's dark in these tunnels. And there's something coming after us. So we start to run. We run faster and faster. Then I see it. It is big. It's massive. And it's pink with purple polka dots. And big bulging eyeballs.
It was a worm. And it kinda looked like this.
Scary, I know.
Seriously, in my dream, David and I were terrified of this pink and purple monster. And then it finally caught up with us. We thought we were certainly going to be devoured. Until I grabbed it by its big bulging eyeball, looked deep into its eyes...and invited it to a dinner party at our house.
Like I said, pregnant women have crazy dreams. Although I never dreamed anything like this with Grace. Sigh. I wonder what it means. Maybe I'm having a really imaginative baby. Or maybe it's a boy. Guess we'll just have to wait and see.
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