Ok. Here’s another dream I had last night (or this morning, rather). I’m going over church activities with Tim, a preacher friend of mine. I said I’m going to be preaching at Scottsville May 23 (a fact, not just in the dream). He says “Oh, that’s our family retreat weekend.” He starts to tell me that the retreat consists of them spending the night in the town barber shop, which of course doesn’t make any sense. He goes on to say it is a historic barber shop. But it couldn’t have been very big because barber shops are never that big.
So this dream doesn’t make any sense. Most dreams don’t. They’re just random thoughts out there that go through your head when you are half asleep.
Meanwhile many schools are closed today. For flooding. And they’re showing Snowbird reports for it.