Dream, dream, dream...

Ah, dreams!

Like the recurring dreams about high school that peaked several years ago, it's time for me to interpret more of what lurks just below my conscience.

Last night, I had 2 weird dreams. During the first, I biked up Cincinnati's Mill Creek valley and went home through downtown. But the trail on the east side of downtown had a new barricade near the Purple People Bridge. The barrier was taller than I was, but I found a way over it.

Crews approved of my breaching of this ill-placed obstacle.

The moral of this dream: Violate more Allowed Clouds.

The second dream involved a distant, unnamed relative encouraging me to go to church for Christmas, Easter, or some other holiday. When we were filing into the pews, I needed to go to the bathroom or take care of some other business.

I headed back towards the lobby, but when I got there, an unidentified gent grabbed me by the ear, accused me of trying to leave church, and dragged me back to the pews - in front of the entire congregation.

It occurred to me that I had been kidnapped.

The lesson here: Avoid any church that might have wingnut adherents who try to keep people from exercising their right to leave.

Luckily, I wasn't rousted out of bed at 6 AM by harassing phone calls to spoil these instructive dreams (which has happened countless times before).