Understand My Dreams

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I dreamed Jacob and I moved into a luxury suite in my old dorm at Indiana State, where -- apparently -- many of my old schoolmates still lived. Then I dreamed that on a dark street, a druggy-looking prostitute started skipping in circles around me trying to get me to contract for his services. THEN, I dreamed that at the Easter Vigil at St. Peter's Episcopal Church, Chicago, a guy who was supposed to read instead walked to the tabernacle, took out a ciborium full of hosts, scattered them all over the altar, and then proceeded to do a liturgical dance by candlelight, being roundly booed and hissed and finally manhandled out of the church so that the deacon could proceed to read the Gospel. Later in that dream, the liturgy stalled for an hour when the acolytes couldn't get the candles lit.

My coworker Rich and his Girlfriend and myself and this girl I started dating were waking back to Rich and his girlfriend s place when we got back to their place and a guy had been hanging out around the house he ran when we got there and we went inside...they went to their room and her and I went to mine...later in then night in like a tv show cut it went to rich and isabelee and she heard a noise and he immediately new what was going on and shot up out of his bed and hit the alarm that calls 911 and grabbed a a huge golden candlestick and ran out of his room...the girl and I heard the noise and we ran up stairs and I see rich like sword fighting with a burglar the same guy who was hanging around the house earlier...and rich was on top of the stairs and the burglar was on one of the steps below him and I hesitated for a second but then charged at the burglar like a bull with my head down and charged at the burglar like a bull and knocked him down. Then I woke up.

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