One Of Those Dreams
Apr. 6th, 2009 01:36 pmI woke up this morning from one of those ghastly dreams where I'm being a parson again- and I don't have the right books or the right clothes or any information about what I'm supposed to be doing. In this instance I was meant to be conducting a funeral and I turned up late- to a venue that looked a lot like Manchester's Piccadilly station- wearing a surplice with union jacks all over it, not knowing the name of the deceased but having been told I should steer clear of mentioning Uncle Frederick. Of course I didn't recognise the opening hymn, but this hardly mattered because the congregation were charismatics and immediately started rolling about on the floor...
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Date: 2009-04-06 01:05 pm (UTC)I've had that dream on occasion--usually during stressful times. It doesn't seem from reading your LJ that your life is that stressful. Maybe it's that book you're reading that's playing with your dreams.
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Date: 2009-04-06 01:23 pm (UTC)I wondered that too...
I get the actors dream sometimes. Actors and priests are very much in the same game, I think.
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Date: 2009-04-06 01:25 pm (UTC)Absolutely.
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Date: 2009-04-06 01:39 pm (UTC)I am sorry it was a ghastly dream, but I kind of want a story out of this . . .
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Date: 2009-04-06 01:49 pm (UTC)Ghastly people- all of them. :)
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