A few days ago, I dreamed that I was shopping at Target in the baby section and someone had left a baby on the store shelf. It wasn't a brand new baby, it was a rather plump probably 3-5 month old. I was pretty happy to find him/her (I didn't know which flavor it was) and thought I might just take him/her home and leave my name and number and address with the store so that if whoever left the baby changed their mind, then they would know where to find him or her. I'm not a kidnapper, after all.
But, in my beginning to wake state, I realized that the powers that be probably wouldn't let me just take the baby home. They would want to call child protective services and all that, not like in Moses's day when you could just draw a baby out of the water and keep him because you're a princess.
That's o.k. I'm going to have a new baby of my own in a few months, thus probably the reason for the strange dream.
I think it was the next day that I woke up dreaming about junk food. At church, there is a person or two that brings day old bread to give away for free. Lately, it has been from Trader Joe's, the good bread! I dreamed that we rode bikes to church and were just loading up on all kinds of stuff. There were bags (huge, clean garbage bags) full of day old kettle corn and there were different kinds of bags of chips and I picked up a donut bar with chocolate icing and just started eating it.
I haven't had a donut in a long time.
Oh, in that dream, I was so thirsty, but the drinking fountain spouted the water up through a bag of popcorn at first, then it switched so that it was running down the outside of the plastic bag that the popcorn was on, but it was still hard trying to slurp it off the plastic.
I hate dreams where I'm drinking and drinking, but I just can't taste the wetness of the water. That's usually when I have to wake up and get a drink and then the water just tastes heavenly.
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