I have had a hard time getting a good sleep these days eventhough I am tired. I should probably get me more physical exercise. I have been doing a lot of stretches due to my back and sie ache. Even my dreams are chaotic.
I started out a dream where I was scrambelling to get Adam ready for school yet he misses the bus by a second, and it looked like the surrounding was where I grew up in the Philippines. So I took him for a drive, as we stopped on the side of the ride, the scene changes to the back parking area of the apartment at Forbes Ave on Third street in North Vancouver. It was where we lived when Elias was born. There I saw Me-an buying Eli and Jon Jon some "taho" (Philippine tofu dessert usually sold by street vendors). Although Me-an saw us, she ignored us.
Then somehow the schen changed again and I was speaking to an older lady who was showing me about 36 and more fishes and asked if I had received my supply. She told me that we get to receive such amountof fishes every year from the pond. As I looked over the pond, I thought that would be a great place to fish. I asked my mom and she knew about it and remembered that she brought fishes home sometime in the last year.
Then in the dream, I found myself having to submit a paper and get my grade. The lady across the desk was Sister Hannah from the Zebulon ward. She did my interview differently from the person before me and somehow she didn't exactly show me my grade. I needed to go to the bathroom and somehow the office extended to Dr. Cletus Simpson's dental office. He is also a member of the Zebulon ward. However, I couldn't make my way to the bathroom as he had a big drawer open. He and his assistant were examing pennies scattered all over the ground covering almost all the ground. I retreated and made my way back to sister Hannah. I noticed that Dr. Simpson decided to put all coins in a drawer giving up on examining them one by one. Then he was making his way to our side of office when there was a mom and a child client of hi in the hallway. There was a robotic toy jumping towards the kid. We were all admiring the child's fascination and Dr. Simpson was explaining the mechanism of the robot.
Next thing I know, a lady on another desk was examining the work I did on Dr. Simpson's tax return as a married filing separate, that I ought to examine the deduction and make sure it's even as married filing separate.
Whew, I think, Adam using the bathroom in the masters woke me up from this point in the dream. This dream was hectic and I am not even sure what to make of it, but I thought I would make a record of it.
