I had another odd dream, this one featuring Mother Dearest. When I told her about it she laughed, so I’m guessing it’s strange enough to be entertaining.

I dreamt that I was eating a meal with MD and GhostDad, we were at one of the restaurants that we usually go to for breakfast on the weekends. MD had ordered a ham sandwich and had pulled small pieces of the meat out of her sandwich and laid them on the table. While GD and I were eating, she drew little stick figures on the bits of meat and started arranging them into little scenes like she was doing a play.

I’m not one hundred percent sure, but I think she was doing Macbeth.