I was with a couple in a house near the beach. She was pregnant and I think he was going to marry her. She had a couple of smaller children as well. We were walking down to the beach to relax and then he told her do dig in the sand a bit. The sand had fallen away and shown a cave. It had been used before and had some storage items in it, boxes, beach toys and so on. It made me nervous to see her almost in cave that looked like it would collapse. He walked up the hill a few steps and I could her him on the phone saying he had it all covered.... as we was placing a knife in the sand. I didn't do or say anything. Then we were all (an old exboss, their friends, family) getting ready for the wedding. Food was being put out, and drinks. People were dressed nice and buzzing around putting flowers places. I think I was in charge of something, but I can't remember what. It was getting closer to the wedding time and the happy couple had not shown yet. I decided I was going to tell my boss what I had seen earlier. I ran around looking for her and changing my mind several times on the way. I didn't want to be wrong about what I had heard and ruin someone's wedding, but I didn't want to be right and not say something. So I told her... , she said she would take care of it and then someone spilled some cake on my shirt. I went to the main building and they said we couldn't use their bathrooms. They were for the rollerskating rink. I glared at them and said we are using their facilities and went upstairs. The rollerskating rink was having a "ladies' night." As I looked around I realized it wasn't just any ladies night. It was Lesbian ladies'night. They were dressed in all different kind of costumes for some kind of pageant. I just wanted to clean my shirt and get out of their. Part of me wanted to see all of the costumes though. One was dressed like ?? superhero/pro-wrestler. She had her face all painted and even her tongue. Another was a couple that was dressed in Jack and Jill type clothes, but the girl had a man face mask. The bathroom counter was covered in makeup things to get ready. I rinsed off my shirt and ran back down the stair and back to the wedding....
Next I was in a class with about 4 or 5 other people. It was some sort of metaphysical class. I am not sure what she was teaching exactly. We each sat on a bad against the wall in a row and she was in front of us. This one guy on the end kept interrupting her while she was trying to tell me something. He was talking to me and I would look back and forth between the two trying to capture what they were both saying. He finally won over and she quit talking to go get something. He was born with some sort of fish thing. His arms wer e fused together in front of him, but he could still use his hands... the rest of him seemed normal. He felt some sort of connection to me and continued talking. I moved over to his bed and we talked under the covers. He said ... do you think we can finally get together and cook? I asked if we had met before? I dont' remember.... He said yes we had. Then he was showing me photos of his arms and how they will fix it, but it had to go through many stages first. I didn't mind. He kissed me and then I remembered he had told the class he had a forked tongue. It was very strange and made me laugh because it tickled. When pulling back and looking at it, it was more strange. It had a kind of black plant growing on the end with little heart shaped leaves, but the plant wasn't more than a strand on each "fork" about 1/2" long.
Then instructor came over again then to start explaining things some more about our connection and I moved back to my bed.
In waking up I have a new found appreciation for our tongues being exactly how they are.
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