I had the strangest dream last night starring both people I have never met, but heard of, and people from my past that I haven’t seen in years, as well as two of my three kids, and one of my sisters. At one point my youngest daughter, who doesn’t drive, was, you guessed it, driving. All things considered she didn’t do too badly and my other daughter and I just laughed when she came a little too close to other cars.
We wound up at a very ritzy looking specialty grocery store, where we met my sister. She’s who told me about this past acquaintance. As far as I know this person still owns a couple of preschools, frequented by celebrities, but in this dream she had quit to work on Wall Street. Before leaving though she had posted a scolding letter in the store saying children need to read. What the heck?
To be honest I rarely dream but this one was long and convoluted, possibly spurred on by one of my daughters telling me earlier that she’d had a weird dream. I guess my competetive nature just had to top her.