This dream began with Marleen and I visiting St. James (which in my dream, was a church on campus.) We attended what seemed to be a Sunday school-like class (I wasn’t sure if it was church or Sunday school.) When we walked in, everyone was given stickers to wear, and the stickers had wordles on them. The only word that I remember was “under” but the overall message didn’t make sense. They were the same phrases repeated, and they weren’t particularly “churchy.” Marleen asked, “What happened to those stickers you used to have with the word underlined at the top? ” I told her that I used to make those myself.
After we attended the church at St. James, I was going to take a shower. I was wearing a long, flowing dress, but didn’t have any undergarments on underneath. The towels were in a closet down the hall, but there was a sign on the door that said you couldn’t be wearing clothes to get a towel. I’m not sure what I thought the alternative was, but I thought to myself that I couldn’t go naked to get the towel, so I wore my dress down anyway. I don’t actually remember showering, but while we were in that area, I had to use the bathroom several times. There weren’t doors, but bamboo-like roman shades, and they only went down halfway. I thought to myself how silly that was, because when you sat down on the toilet, the shades didn’t come down enough to shield you from the view of people walking by.
Then suddenly, we weren’t on campus anymore, but in Marleen’s condo. (But it was different from her current condo.) In the living room, there was a tan couch, and she had a red chair that she was sitting in. I had moved back in with her, and I was talking about not feeling at home places. I wondered if my moving back in had changed the smell of her apartment. (You know how different places have unique smells to them?) I said I would order a custom lazy-boy chair that was like the couch I used to have. I showed her the receipt from it, and she said, “we can get it much cheaper” and was going to take out the lining, downgrade the fabric, and change the nailhead trim around the edge. I was worried that it was going to not be as comfortable and durable, but I didn’t want to say anything. Then I noticed that a few of the nailheads from around the existing chair had come off, so I thought maybe it wouldn’t make that much difference.
She asked me where she should move her tv once she put it in her dining room. I asked her why she was moving it, and she said she was getting all new tv service that was Internet based. You could stream the tv to any device, or to a tv mounted on the wall. There was a big blank wall that separated the living room from the dining room, and I said I thought she should put it there, and reconfigure the living room so the furniture faced that way.
We then started talking about her adding onto her condo. Even though it was a high-rise, every condo had the option to add on an area that could either be storage or a balcony-type area. She was planning to do this once she paid it off. We were looking out where the extended area would be, then suddenly, we were on the ground, well, sort of….
I was on the shoulders of a giant Incredible Hulk. (I warned you in Alpha that this was going to get weird.) We were on a busy street in Atlanta, and this Hulk was really high off the ground. I pointed out to Marleen this weird little pond in which fish were flopping out onto dry ground, then continuing to travel in a line away from the pond. I don’t know if they grew feet or continued to flop, but it was so strange that they would leave the water to start with, much less stay in a line! As I tried to walk down the street with my Hulk, I noticed everyone was running in the other direction. A police officer told me to get off the road, so the Hulk and I went into a driveway. But there was a high speed chase, and the Hulk joined in, chasing them. I didn’t want to, but I had no control over where he went. I was not happy. I had a hard time hanging on, but I didn’t fall off. Then we got in a tunnel and Michael was there. Whatever we were chasing was on a train to our right, and I had to slow down enough to pour liquid out of one container into another on a moving car, so the Hulk had to be going exactly the same speed. We were able to do it!
Then the dreamscape changed again, and I’m not sure if this was somehow a part of the same dream, or a different dream. I was in a church meeting – probably a vestry meeting, because it was being led by Davis. Ben was talking about wearing tags that included welcoming messages for visitors, and I told him that St. James that Marleen and I were at did that. Then Dick asked me if I would run for senior warden in January, and we had to vote right then. I suggested that perhaps Sloan wanted to do it, and she said no, she would prefer that I did. I thought to myself that I wanted more time to think about it and ask questions, but I had to answer right then, so I said yes.