Dream Journal
I was lying in the front pew of a church B and I were visiting. When the sermon was over, a man who had been sitting further down on my right came over to us and shook B’s hand, then mine. I said my name to him, emphasizing my last name so that he knew B and I were married.
He walked off and no one else even talked to us. B said that man was Jason’s dad. I told B that he could have introduced the two of us properly.
Our coats were on the pew behind us. There were a lot of coats; I looked and looked but could not find my black down vest.
Themes: B