Whatever floats your boat...
It's a beautiful autumn Sunday morning here in California and I slept late this morning. Just before waking up I had a dream in which Marie made a guest appearance.
I was sitting around a table in a kitchen with my adult family and hers and we were watching a parade on a flat screen TV. But at the same time, the parade was happening live right outside the house and all the children in the neighborhood, including my little brother (who in real life died 4 years ago at the age of 46), were on the curb watching the parade go by. During the parade, Marie won a raffle for the latest edition of a board game, a game that was like a combination of Jeopardy and Scrabble. Alex Trebek made the announcement on TV. What came with the game was an "opportunity" to make a pledge of $30 a month in exchange for the entire history of National Geographic Magazine on CD-ROM.
The game was delivered to the kitchen door immediately and Marie began to set it up. She said the pledge opportunity was so worthy that she knew we would all like to take advantage of it, as she planned to do. My father (who has been dead for 12 years) said, "Marie, I'm sure it's the worthiest cause in the world, but pledging $30 a month is just beyond my means at this time." In real life, I never knew my dad to contribute to charity or worthy causes of any kind.
Marie continued to set up the game while giant inflated dinosaurs and bands marched on by the house outside. And just as we were about to start the game, I woke up.
All in all, it was a very pleasant dream.
So tell me, Dr. Freud, what does all that mean?