I Interrupt My San Francisco Pics to Bring You a Funny Story

I have one more set of San Fran pictures I haven't shared yet. It was the best part of our trip: Alcatraz! However, I don't have time to mess with pictures until school gets out (Wednesday!). But I did have a crazy dream that I thought I'd share. In this dream, I had a little newborn baby. That part was actually hard on me once I woke up and I didn't have the baby anymore. However, the longer I was awake, the more I realized how crazy that dream was. As the dream began, I walked into an area with a lot of comfy-ish chairs. Thinking about it now, it was probably the charter bus I took to Santa Cruz. Sitting in one of the seats was someone holding my baby. I sat next to this person, and they handed the baby over to me.

As I held the baby, I took a closer look at the person sitting next to me. I somehow knew I was married to this person, but it started to dawn on me that that person was decidedly female. Even in my dream, I knew something was...off, but I couldn't figure out why. Apparently, my dream self was a partner in an alternative-lifestyle type of relationship. I also knew I recognized that person, but I couldn't place her exactly in my dream.

After I woke up and started thinking about the dream, I realized that it was even weirder than I first thought. It turns out I recognized that person because it was my sister Lindsey!!!! Ew, ew, ew!!! I hope this dream doesn't foreshadow the future, because if it does I'm apparently destined to marry my sister and have a child with her! That's even more disturbing than the story of Oedipus!

(Sorry to gross you out Linz, but this was just too crazy not to share!)