Earlier today, I had the weirdest dream I’ve probably ever had in my adult life. I dream very vividly, but my dreams have never left me with any residual physical feelings but this one has. Let me tell you all about it:
I was in front of a class that I was teaching to some young/inexperienced new Mothers. They were all Black Girls, mostly teenagers but they were all new Mothers. They had babies with them. I was ready to teach them some things to help them become good moms. I began to speak and a bunch of pennies fell out of my mouth and hit the table.
Yes. A pile of disgusting pennies. I was horrified, but I fought not to show it. So I began to speak again and more pennies fell out of my mouth. I couldn’t figure out what in the world was going on with me. I felt like I couldn’t give up on this particular lesson because the Mommies were all sitting there and expecting me to finish (they seemed unaware of what was happening to me, like they understood my words and didn’t even see those nasty ass pennies). So I kept pushing out the words, pennies spewing with every phrase, even though I was half-choking and had tears running down my face and a slimy pile of pennies in front of me. The New Mommies clapped at the end and left, but I sat there and cried with that pile of pennies.
WHAT IN THE WORTHLESS COPPER ABE LINCOLN HELL DOES ALL THAT MEAN???
I feel like there is something there, especially since I woke up from the dream with an upset tummy like I had actually been vomiting pennies.
Crying out for understanding,