In my 12 hour marathon of sleep I had some pretty bizarre dreams. I don't normally have vivid dreams, so I decided since I remember this a day later, I should write it down. The dream certainly jumped around all over the place, I remember being on a construction site, it was a little hut outside of a neighbourhood (like built into the wall of a gated community). Living in this 'house' was a former co-worker, Ray. I have no idea what he was doing in this shack, but I remember being worried because it was infested with termites. The shack itself was outside of the home of my former boss, Sam. It was pretty bizarre, I knew it was his house, and I was talking to all his family, who had grown in the 6 years since I saw them, but I never saw Sam. Next thing I knew, hubby and I were waiting for a doctor. I guess I had done something to tick the receptionist off, as I waited for over an hour, well past my appointment time, while people came and went ahead of me. I was then talking to an old man in the waiting room, and he was working on the same shawl as I just completed. I knew it was complete, but when he picked it up to look at it, he pulled the stitches off the needles. Next thing I knew he reached down and touched my chest, just under my collarbones, like a massage. That's really all I can remember about the dream, but I woke up this morning with the weirdest pain in my chest! It's not really muscular pain, or joint pain, but somewhere in between. Here's to hoping I meet the guy who makes it go away in tonights dream.