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Strange dreams are made of this
Mar. 11th, 2005 03:21 pmMaybe my dreams are partially influenced by what I watch on TV before going to bed ... or perhaps I'm just slowly going insane. Very slowly, but surely.
Last night, I dreamt that James Hetfield (Metallica's lead vocalist/guitarist, for those that don't know) had opened an un-named bodega in St. Louis - in a neighborhood that I grew up in. It was peculiar, because in the context of the dream, I was on a first-name basis with James, and also, the bodega was in a small building, yet the inside was huge. I mean, massive. There were some parts that had hills reminiscent of the streets in San Francisco (possibly a remnant from watching Mythbusters last night?).
As I walked through the store, I saw a few people that I'd recognized from church. People that I'd gone to church with - and hadn't seen in many years. They didn't seem to age at all, looking about the same as they did when I'd last seen them, however long ago that was.
The most disconcerting part of the dream came in the part where I encountered the bishop's wife - only she looked exactly like her daughter. She essentially told me that I was persona non grata at the church, and that I wasn't the only one. I burst into tears, and said that I wanted to talk to some people about this. Suddenly, the bodega changed into the church building, and I was walking around, looking for a couple of people to talk with - to get some answers.
Once I found someone that was willing to talk, I found out that two people - a mother and her middle daughter - that I'd gone to church with previously (who have since moved their holy rolling asses to Utah, thank G*d) were going through the church rolls, and looking for the names of women of a "certain age" that had never been married, to be singled out (no pun intended) as "bad influences" and "menaces to society" in the church. Therefore, we were to be excluded because we were thought to be gay, or of some other unsavory character because we were single.
I declared that it was "pink-listing" and said it was like McCarthyism redux. They looked at me like I was crazy, and then, before the dream continued from there, I woke up.
As if that wasn't strange enough, in the dream, I was about 2 1/2 months pregnant as well. That's truly freaky, because I'm in no capacity to have children - and not just due to my relationship status, either.
Last night, I dreamt that James Hetfield (Metallica's lead vocalist/guitarist, for those that don't know) had opened an un-named bodega in St. Louis - in a neighborhood that I grew up in. It was peculiar, because in the context of the dream, I was on a first-name basis with James, and also, the bodega was in a small building, yet the inside was huge. I mean, massive. There were some parts that had hills reminiscent of the streets in San Francisco (possibly a remnant from watching Mythbusters last night?).
As I walked through the store, I saw a few people that I'd recognized from church. People that I'd gone to church with - and hadn't seen in many years. They didn't seem to age at all, looking about the same as they did when I'd last seen them, however long ago that was.
The most disconcerting part of the dream came in the part where I encountered the bishop's wife - only she looked exactly like her daughter. She essentially told me that I was persona non grata at the church, and that I wasn't the only one. I burst into tears, and said that I wanted to talk to some people about this. Suddenly, the bodega changed into the church building, and I was walking around, looking for a couple of people to talk with - to get some answers.
Once I found someone that was willing to talk, I found out that two people - a mother and her middle daughter - that I'd gone to church with previously (who have since moved their holy rolling asses to Utah, thank G*d) were going through the church rolls, and looking for the names of women of a "certain age" that had never been married, to be singled out (no pun intended) as "bad influences" and "menaces to society" in the church. Therefore, we were to be excluded because we were thought to be gay, or of some other unsavory character because we were single.
I declared that it was "pink-listing" and said it was like McCarthyism redux. They looked at me like I was crazy, and then, before the dream continued from there, I woke up.
As if that wasn't strange enough, in the dream, I was about 2 1/2 months pregnant as well. That's truly freaky, because I'm in no capacity to have children - and not just due to my relationship status, either.
