Dreamt last night that I was attending Pst Benny Hinn's service and he was prophesying over me. Forgot prophesy what though, except that it was something eminently ridiculous.
And started blabbering to my student about BH logis over the phone, thinking he was my usher.
When what I actually needed him to do was help me buy food.
Sigh..
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