In the first dream, the end of a school semester draws near. I suddenly remember that there is a class I have been skipping to such an extent that I almost completely forgot I was even taking it. But now that the end is near, I am sure to fail the class and be unable to graduate. I am gripped by severe anxiety and regret.
In the second recurring dream I discover a hidden door in my home. I open it to find a vast open space filled with odd knick-knacks, antiques and other interesting junk. In this dream I am always relieved to have discovered more space in my home, since I tend to live in much smaller spaces than I would actually prefer.
In the third recurring dream, Weird Al Yankovich is my boyfriend. I'm not kidding in the least. This is a dream I've had at least 7 times in the last 15 years. In waking life I pay no attention to this man, his existence just does not cross my mind. But somewhere, deep in my subconscious, he appears as my boyfriend. And not just any boyfriend, but the sweetest, most loving, most giving boyfriend ever. In the dream it is obvious that Weird Al is my soul-mate. A sense of conflict rises within me. Can I deal with the fact that my soul-mate is Weird Al? I mean, look at that goofy face, that goofy hair and those goofy glasses? This is my big moment of truth: Will I say yes to true love and happily ever after? Or am I too shallow to look past his physical appearance and his chosen profession to accept him for who he is on the inside?