Dreams between 3am and 1:15pm on November 30th, 2009

I've had several dreams that were interesting over the past few nights but they evaporated before I had time to write them down. One of them involved a small, grinning man whom I shared a bed with on the deck of a pirate ship. Another had something to do with me working for a porn magnate (probably Jackie Treehorn) at my old elementary school. Oh, well. That's the way the bee bumbles.

Dream:

Julia and I were walking through the extremely sunny landscapes of Africa dressed in our full wedding regalia. We were trying to find our way to where our wedding would take place, but we kept getting lost. We started out in a lightly-vegetated jungle with a map that wasn't of much help. I asked the random people scattered throughout if they could show me my destination, which was some African-sounding name that I can't remember outside of the dreamscape.

After we were put on the right track, we found a dusty road that lead us out of the forest and onto the Veldt. There were people walking up and down the path as well as people sitting or working around it. A group of white women walked passed us and said that Julia was too young for me (silly, because we're the same age). Julia found this offensive and I deflected it off on one of the other people in our entourage. On the subject of entourages, most of the people were supposed family members but I didn't recognize any of them.

The path started to go uphill, which caused me much duress about whether or not we would grow too tired to reach our wedding destination. The path forked downhill to a convenience store that we quickly hurried to. My buddy Dane was there, as well as a guy that I used to work with named Bret. Dressed in tuxedos, they were also on their way to our wedding. Dane bought a root beer for Julia and I could tell that it made her uncomfortable as she doesn't drink soda anymore. I took it for myself and offered to buy her a juice. My worry that I would have to pay a foreign transaction fee if I used my debit card in Africa was dashed when I saw that the man took American money. We were greatly relieved for the refreshment in the heat. The dream ended when the urge to pee roused me from the Land of Nod.