I don’t know what dreams are all about. I have friends who have really strong opinions about and deep beliefs in them. Some think they’re premonitory, others think they just serve to purge the day’s thoughts. Perhaps they are connected to past lives or maybe they open doors to alternate universes. And then there are deja vus and reoccurring dreams. It’s crazy business, this dreaming! Fascinating and mysterious, indeed.
For my part, I don’t know what dreams mean. But last night, I had a vivid dream about my skat. Seriously. I had a dream in which I was obsessing about my skinny-fat belly, pointing it out to someone, feeling self-conscious about it… poking at that skat.
So. If anyone wants to analyze that, please feel free.