2010 at 6am Posted by Rebecca Schinsky
Or the ones you don’t really even remember until you’re going about your day and they just pop back into your mind?
I’ll be having the former today, as I had a bizarre and vivid dream last night that someone contaminated the water supply and it rained goldfish in my shower. I swear, when I went to wash my face this morning, I was bracing myself for fish to come falling out of the faucet. Convinced that this is just further evidence of the weird place that is my brain, I checked out some dream interpretation sites—okay, I used my googler and went to the first one that popped up—and this is what it says:
To see a goldfish in your dream signifies wealth, success, and pleasant adventures. Alternatively, goldfish represents some emotional matter or valuable insight.
So, I should go buy a lottery ticket? This can’t be right. That dream was MESSED UP. Let’s try again.
To dream about goldfish predicts that you will come into prosperity and many wonderful and thrilling escapades.
Okay. I still think it should be weirder, but I like this one for “wonderful and thrilling escapades.” Whaddya suppose that means? That I’ll make it through security tomorrow without being fondled by a TSA agent? Or that THIS will be the year that no one dares to utter that they believe Sarah Palin will be the next president during Thanksgiving dinner? (Can we just pause for a collective shudder there?)
How am I supposed to read today when all I can think about is goldfish plopping out of my shower head? That is NOT the kind of atmosphere I was hoping to create for some time spent with Flannery O’Connor. Perhaps I should give in and buy one of these bad boys?
Let it out folks: weirdest dreams (and your interpretations of them, if you feel like it) to make me feel like (slightly) less of a crazy woman?