Saturna

i don't usually remember my dreams. i can often tell when i have had a night of weird or heavy dreams, but most times i have no details. last night, however, i had the strangest dream.

i was the pope's assistant. i want to say the new pope, but this guy didnt move much, so maybe it was the old pope, ailing. regardless, it was supremely strange because we were not in rome, we were in bartlett, tennessee, at the home of my aunt. this is interesting because my mom and her (seven!) siblings were all raised as "good" catholics, and from what i know all of them are reformed catholics, meaning that they got really far away from all that. you know, no birth control, thus mucho children. my grandmother used to always say that birth control was the only thing she and my grandfather argued about, and we can see that she lost. i don't know how she did it and then still lived to be 87.

so here i am with this most prestigious position of being the pope's assistant, and in the dream i am aware of the enormity of this. i am also wondering why we are in a suburb of memphis and hanging out with my unruly and unorthodox family of sinners, and evenmoreso, why the dear pope doesn't seem to mind or say anything at all. i make and receive a few calls, official ones, and then we tote the pope off to my mother's house down the street. this whole time i am wondering how in hell i got this job, and furthermore, how i am going to keep it, being not only a total non-christian, but also, god forbid, a woman!

about this time in the dream i noticed on some written form that my title has been changed to something more local and less prestigious, though still priestly and well beyond my qualifications. the pope was still hanging tough, regardless.

about that time i woke up, a little befuddled, while with no urge to go to mass, as some might expect.

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