I know that it is awfully tedious when people try to tell you about their dreams, but I had a particularly strange experience this week.
I've been sick for almost 2 weeks now. Not just kinda sick either. Really sick. In fact, I am just getting my voice back, and I've been almost voiceless for 4 days. (As you can imagine, this has been hard on me.)
Anyhoo, I've been getting up to teach in the morning and then coming home by noon or so to go back to sleep. On Wednesday I was napping and had a dream in which the following topics were seamlessly woven together: 1) Running 2) My grandparents making pre-arranged funeral plans for themselves 3) Chaselweiss and 4) Gypsies.
I can account for the Chase part of this dream, as it has just recently been his birthday and I was thinking about it. I think that the running part of the dream, which was very, very vivid, had to do with the fact that I haven't been able to go to the gym, or for a run, since President's Day, which is when this whole sick thing hit me.
But I can't account for the part about my grandparents, and I certainly can't explain gypsies, since they are not a part of my everyday life. Although, my mother is rather unnaturally facsinated with gypsies, so I suppose it is sort of always there.
But c'mon. That's weird, right?