Not last night...

...but the night before, I had two interesting dreams.

The first dream was about bread. I was sorting through loaves of bread. We had too many. I gave them all a look over and a quick squeeze. They all seemed fresh. There were too many dessert-esque breads and one loaf of regular bread. I thought I should, despite the waste, throw out some of the dessert breads. I wondered how we ended up with so much.

Dream number two started with me wandering about on a mountain, or maybe it was a hill. There were odd patches of pine trees and many patches of rocky, dry grass open spaces. I felt very lost at first. I was wondering around and around trying to get my bearings. I think there were other people around talking to me. Finally I found a shallow rocky stream bed or narrow road. It matched a line that was on the map I had in my hand. I don't remember having the map in my hand before that moment. It was round, like a large coaster, and had only a few bold lines on it. By following the "stream bed", I was able to confirm that it matched a bold line. I had found my way, and the bold line seemed to trace itself with a bolder line as I walked. I came across a group of people. I met Clint Eastwood and told him he should make a movie of the story Poppy had just related to me about an American crew in the 1800's getting lost in Africa. He agreed, looked me straight in the eye and said, "Only if you'll be in it." This made me very happy and suddenly very dramatic.

I woke up and thought, "Well, that must have been about the bounty of life, and how important I feel it is for someone to believe in and want me, my thoughts, and my skills."