I had the weridest dream last night! Unexpected, new dream too.
I was in a college (but I wasn’t in college, see? It wasn’t my college. Maybe I came back to it? I think I was visiting a friend’s class…). I was in a class taught by a fairly young male professor, possibly a young version of the one from Good Will Hunting or possibly that guy from My Big Fat Greek Wedding and Northern Exposure. I’d brought Junior to class for some kind of show-and-tell (it was a discussion class, not a lecture class). We were all sitting in those desk-chairs in orderly rows in the blue-walled rooms, and I was showing Junior off to students. Junior had a bit of a plucking problem, much worse than the one he has in real life – his wings were bare and his sides too. Suddenly I could see that he had poop backed up inside him, all the way from his little butt to his neck! I had to take him to the vet, but I had to find the professor to get out of class. I looked in a lounge for him – it was a small lounge with a white microwave (in fact, I think it was my girlfriend’s white microwave) – and I looked for him in a blue bathroom with showers in the middle. No professor! Then I woke up and sat straight up.
What could it all mean?