My Brain is Leaking!

Help me.

I had such intense, vivid dreams last night that for a few minutes after I woke up, I had to struggle to figure out whether they were dreams at all. Now that I know they were dreams, I keep trying to analyze them and understand what they mean. I enjoy doing a little dream interpretation every now and then, but this is sort of beyond my realm of experience.

Here's what I know. If those dreams had been real, this would be my life...

My husband would have shacked up with his mistress and her sister, fathered a child for each of them, then would have moved to Israel to work as a gas station attendant washing windshields and headlights, and sue me for child support, even though I'm raising our child.

Yeah. It doesn't stop there.

I would still be living in my house with Stephen King as a boarder in my basement with his dog, two cats, a flock of parakeets and a stuffed monkey.

The upside to all of this? I was a millionaire.

If anyone has any idea as to what this means, I'm open to hearing your opinions. And trust me when I say you don't want me to describe the other crazy dreams I had.