Scotlando Fiddler

So lately I have been dreaming about work a lot. This sucks cause the last thing you want to do after work is dream about work. Last night was different though. The dream started off work related then went in another totally different direction.

I come to in the dream and I am in the back of a wedding. It’s a night time wedding. In front are all the bridesmaids and groomsmen centered around a gazebo where the bride and groom stand reverently in front of the officiant, all there looking down at their hands.  Everything is done in white all the floral arrangements, drapes, chairs, even the bridesmaids dresses. The groom and his groomsmen are the only people wearing black, them and the violinist. The violinist starts to play and suddenly my vision gets really jumpy. Its as though I am panning the entire scene over and over again. Starting with the last bridesmaid I quickly pan right across the entire scene till I reach the violinist then without panning back I just straight the last maid again. The violinist is standing off to the far right and playing slowly. I cant actually here what he is playing. Suddenly, the dream cuts.

I am standing in a wooded area on the border of a wide open field with hills in the distance. The whole scene kinda reminds me of what Scotland looks like, dreary but lush. Off in the distance is the violinist. He is still playing but I cant her him. To his left is a small boy also playing violin. They are standing far enough away that I can hardly see them. Without even thinking about it I gain the power of super zoom and zero in on their faces. Its as though I am looking through the scope of a gun.  I realize that the boy is actually a to-scale miniature of the violinist. My vision goes wild again I pan from face to face. Big face little face big face little face. The panning gets really furious and the dream cuts.

Now I am on a hill in the same kinda Scotlando setting. Laying on my belly I look to the right and the violinist still in his full tux is lying next to me. He looks really excited. I turn to my left and there is the mini version equally as excited. Together we look out across the land and I begin to explain how it is all mine and that its been in my family for years. I point out a small pasture surrounded by a wooden fence. The pasture is far enough away that all I see are moving dots. My vision zooms in deep on the pasture. As I look I see wild turkey all scattered amongst cows. I explain to the violinists that the turkey are really smart and that they know I want to kill them so they hide behind the cows knowing I wont shoot them and risk killing my cattle. We all snicker about how turkeys are shysters and how you cant trust them. We all laugh. Then as I look off to the right I see a girl in the distance standing by a tree she is wearing a white dress like she is going to be married. The train and veil are blowing mad epic in the wind. The violinist looks at me and says “that’s Lisa Simpson. I am going to marry her.” And I wake up. hahahah.