I wonder what dreams mean…
I often dream of my brother, Roland, or my mom. In these dreams, there’s always something kooky or unreasonable.
Last night, I dreamed about Roland. He had come to me and said “teach me about composting.” So naturally, I started tellilng him about vermiculture (worm bin composting) but he had brought a whole bunch of rain gutters that were left over from replacing them on the house, I suppose.
Rain gutters? You can’t use those for a worm bin! Though, in my mind I kept wondering “does he have a cool idea I just can’t conceptualize?” (he was like that…very creative and often thought WAY outside the box.)
I woke up and it was raining. I remember my brother rolling his eyes in the dream when I tried to tell him about Eisenia foetida (the red worms that are used) and thought “God…am I out-nerding him?”
What a funny dream. I thought about what it might mean. Maybe it has to do with the thought that I’m in a better place of understanding cancer than either my brother or my mom, who went into their “adventures” as merely patients; I went in as a clnician and patient second. I know how to do my own research and look my own information up. Maybe this dream was more about thinking I’m in a better place, information-wise, than either of them were.
Either that, or I’m thinking about my worm bin :D
