a little help here, freud?

why did this woman make a cameo in my dream last night? the amusing part to me after the fact regards that phenomenon during a dream where you are simultaneously the disembodied omniscient observer as well as the participant. at one point i predicted (caused really, since it was my dream and i was the one manufacturing everything, right, whether conscious of it or not at the time.. i mean, that's how it works, i think) her telling the assembled group of people she was mormon from tennessee. then when she did say it, i was like, "yeah! i KNEW it!"

i'll take my successes where i can find them. even when they are observable and quantifiable to nobody else, conscious or otherwise.