Welcome back to another episode of “Weird Dreams that I’ve had!”
In this one, I woke up in the bedroom I had when I lived with my mother. I looked around in bewilderment, as this was not what I was expecting to wake to.
“I’m not supposed to be here,” I said to everybody I could grab. “I have a place and a job in Texas; how did I get back here?”
All I got were boggled stares and weighted looks.
My mom takes me aside and said, “That sounds like a wonderful dream. But you have to realize that it was just that: a dream. It’s not real.”
“But it is! I’ve got a job and a place and I’m taking care of myself! I don’t know how I got back here, but I want to go home.”
My mom shook her head. “This is your home.”
I protested at length and with volume, and all they did was stare at me like I was crazy.