|This is not what the bottle in my dream|
looked like. But still, pretty cool.
I wanted that bottle--empty was fine--because it was so freaking cool. I grabbed it just to show the author friend, and was nearly carted off in handcuffs. Later, I went searching for the bottle, in the place where the bar had been, which was now the house I grew up in. (Why do dreams do that?) I found--in a cabinet in the garage--not the bottle, but a jar of Doctor Who gummy candy, which I put in a bag, with intention of leaving money for it on the shelf.
Then I heard a noise, and walked outside the garage (the door was suddenly up) and some young man was coming toward me. I played innocent, but he said he knew what I was looking for. He told me there was another bottle of the wine, and he'd let me have it...for $7000 a month.
Then I woke up.
And now, after over a month of silence on this blog, I am writing out that dream just so you have something to read on this lovely Monday morning.
FAITH AND FANTASY ALLIANCE blog to read about some of the behind-the-scenes workers -- including me! -- of the 2016 REALM MAKERS CONFERENCE where my job will be timey-wimey.