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mousmeI want a nap.
Had a not-very-productive nap this afternoon which left me still feeling tired.
Have had two dreams this week featuring![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
miseri. In the first we went out to Dim Sum together, and my whole Mandarin class was there (I took an intensive Mandarin course about four years ago) and I was really embarrassed because they were all speaking Chinese reasonably well and I could only muster a "ni hao" in response.
This afternoon I dreamt that I went to Sunday mass withmiseri. I waited for him outside the church doors and was feeling more than a little out of place because I didn't know anyone and was worried that someone would tell me to go away. Finally he arrived looking quite triumphant and handed me a wooden box-like thing with a crucifix engraved on it hanging from a heavy silver chain and told me it was one of the wedding presents, and then he turned and headed off into the church.
I rushed in after him, still holding the crucifix, worried that he was leaving this important little artifact with me when it was in fact his present to give to the bride, whom I didn't know. I wasn't even invited to the wedding, as far as I knew. I began to worry that somehow I *had* been invited and had neglected to get a present. Soon enough I caught up with him and restored the gift, but by then mass had started, and he disappeared again, leaving me to my own devices.
It was then that I realised that we were in St. Patrick's and not St. Willibrord's, because there weren't wooden benches all aligned parallel to the altar, but instead seats that were like those you'd find in a movie theatre (except much smaller) arranged in a formation around the altar that formed the three sides of a square. (Yes, I know St. Patrick's doesn't actually look like that.) It was extremely dark, and most of the seats were taken by then because Mass had started, and I didn't want to climb over people to get to a seat and was feeling very self-conscious.
I thing the dream segued into something else at that point, because I don't remember what happened after that. But it was pretty strange.
Had a not-very-productive nap this afternoon which left me still feeling tired.
Have had two dreams this week featuring
miseri. In the first we went out to Dim Sum together, and my whole Mandarin class was there (I took an intensive Mandarin course about four years ago) and I was really embarrassed because they were all speaking Chinese reasonably well and I could only muster a "ni hao" in response.This afternoon I dreamt that I went to Sunday mass with
miseri. I waited for him outside the church doors and was feeling more than a little out of place because I didn't know anyone and was worried that someone would tell me to go away. Finally he arrived looking quite triumphant and handed me a wooden box-like thing with a crucifix engraved on it hanging from a heavy silver chain and told me it was one of the wedding presents, and then he turned and headed off into the church.I rushed in after him, still holding the crucifix, worried that he was leaving this important little artifact with me when it was in fact his present to give to the bride, whom I didn't know. I wasn't even invited to the wedding, as far as I knew. I began to worry that somehow I *had* been invited and had neglected to get a present. Soon enough I caught up with him and restored the gift, but by then mass had started, and he disappeared again, leaving me to my own devices.
It was then that I realised that we were in St. Patrick's and not St. Willibrord's, because there weren't wooden benches all aligned parallel to the altar, but instead seats that were like those you'd find in a movie theatre (except much smaller) arranged in a formation around the altar that formed the three sides of a square. (Yes, I know St. Patrick's doesn't actually look like that.) It was extremely dark, and most of the seats were taken by then because Mass had started, and I didn't want to climb over people to get to a seat and was feeling very self-conscious.
I thing the dream segued into something else at that point, because I don't remember what happened after that. But it was pretty strange.
