It continues

In sacrament meeting again. It's time to say a prayer to bless the broken bread. The first to try is Rich Doxey in my ward. But first he starts to preach to the congregation, in prayer, and it's good stuff he's saying...just not the right time. Second try he apologizes. Third, fourth and fifth tries he just can't stay on track. He is relieved by the bishop. Next is some guy I've never seen before and he has a terrifically thick accent and just can't get past a couple words in his four tries. Third victim is apparently the EQ president, but not the one in my ward anyway. He just can't get it either. Neither can the fourth guy. All this time the prayer and its proper reading are running through my head...then I realize something else: they're reciting the water prayer...incorrectly. The service still isn't through the first prayer twenty minutes of the dream's clock later. I move on before it resolves itself.


I run into this guy I went on a few dates with. We're in his car. That's where we spent most of the time on our dates anyway. (No, don't think dirty like that) But...I guess this dream did...kind of. I talk to him for a little while and he decides to toss me in the back of this tiny car and get on me and it's really NOT working toward any advantageous make out-age which is apparently on his mind. I'm just giving him these strange looks...neither of us can even fit in the back seat alone. Then he decides that was what he needed to know, as if he was testing me if I'd really allow him to do something like that.... But he didn't say that, he just said I was now supposed to join him on a family vacation...except suddenly he wasn't going to be able to make it, but I still had to go without him. It was super awkward. I didn't know anyone. We were in an RV of some sorts on our way to some house. In the house all I remember is being in the kitchen. Then we were supposed to get on a train to go somewhere and this place was French-speaking so of course I stepped up to feel useful as a translator, yet suddenly they all spoke French, too. I was just starting to play with an apparent nephew and try to have at least someone warm up to me when the kid's dad came over to take him away. It was a very useless dream. I felt paranoid that he was just trying to test me, to see if I'd pass his little tests of some sort...can't tell I'm slightly put out by the genuine suspicion that it could really be in his character to do something like that?