Dreams

Sometimes I wonder if dreams mean anything. If they are little reruns of what have happened in the past, or clues about what is to happen in the future. Most of the time I come to the conclusion they mean nothing at all. Because if they did......

-I will live in an all glass house without furniture and sleep standing up.
-Clint Eastwood will try to kill me while I hide in my bathtub with my family
-I will give birth to two beautiful girls, and one huge kangeroo
-Someone close to me will die in a car crash, and I will find out from Mr. Rogers little puppets that ride around in that train
-I will become a millionaire by winning a Go Fish tournament.
-I will ride a ferris wheel with a llama.
-My husband will propose to me on the back of a Tyrannosaurus Rex.

Hmmm if only.

But seriously I can't shake this dream I had last night. If felt different, more important. I woke up immediatley wanting to be asleep again because I knew it wasn't over.
So maybe dreams are nonsense, maybe it is just my brain going crazy while it processes everything it has seen.
Maybe there is some scientific way to explain them, some logical reason why I dream what we do.
Or just maybe sometimes they actually are trying to tell me something.....
And maybe the reason I knew my dream wasn't over is because I'm supposed to finish it.