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For some reason I was to go to a funeral in Boston last night, and it was for the man my aunt was a mistress to. (Sadly, the mistress part is not a contrived part of the dream but in fact reality - plus he's already been dead for some time which makes it a confusing choice of happenstance) I remember walking in and kissing the members of my mom's side of the family, but "feeling tired" by the time I got to my dad's side of the family and just waving and sitting down
Now, that says a lot. I know I didn't feel tired, I just didn't feel like wasting my time interacting with them. Which may just be an iota of how I've felt in the past, but isn't precisely how I feel now. I think the time I spent on a minor rant the other day was sitting in the back of my head until now.
There was an adventure theme in place before that dream, but I can't remember any of the details except a kitten in a sewer pipe. Wrap your head around that.
Now, that says a lot. I know I didn't feel tired, I just didn't feel like wasting my time interacting with them. Which may just be an iota of how I've felt in the past, but isn't precisely how I feel now. I think the time I spent on a minor rant the other day was sitting in the back of my head until now.
There was an adventure theme in place before that dream, but I can't remember any of the details except a kitten in a sewer pipe. Wrap your head around that.