Well, if you know me very well, you may know that I have very weird, often incredibly vivid dreams. I remember quite a few from when I was very little. And sometimes, Joel will mention something random, for example, popcorn, and I will have dreamt about that the night before...seriously! One time, I even had a dream that came true the next day--in stunning prophetic detail!
Anyway, my reason for writing today is to share one of last night's dreams. I was walking around the Vatican and there was a very large courtyard. I walked into that. There was a tall building/tower in the center. I remember looking up and seeing the pope's feet sticking out of his blanket in that bedroom. (How I saw that, I'm not sure) But I remember thinking, "wow, that's the pope!" All of a sudden, he was laying down on the courtyard in a grassy area on a thin mattress. Then he woke up. Luckily, he was dressed in his full pope-ish regalia. Random...
9 comments:
Isn't that Grandpa?
Your grandpa's the pope?
uh, yeah
I don't even know your grandpa. But seriously... he's the pope?
of course he is can't you tell by the way we live? Pure rich and fame here.
Oh wait... is the pope rich?
Rich in love. (cue "ahhhhs" please)
That definatly deserved the "ahhhhhhh's"... nice call.
Ahhhhhh............
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