I usually take dream interpretation guides with a truckload of salt, because I believe it's more important what associations a specific person might have with a given symbol. However, last night's dreams conformed particularly well to standard interpretations.

( Plumbing the depths of my subconscious. )

I returned to my water aerobics class this morning for the first time since giving birth to our Kung Fu Panda. My classmates and instructor were happy to see me, and I got caught up with Ann, the elderly woman who used to chat with me every class. She was doing well, having recovered from eye surgery, but two of her friends had died in September. A ( Read more... )