A couple crazy dream last night: One involved a hot new female vicar that we had at St. Marys (which doesn't make any sense because St Mary's is catholic and vicars are Anglican) and I followed her around her daily routine until she made a pass at me.

The other dream had to do with the Braga Bridge, but in the dream it was a really long pedestrian bridge with wide covered carpeted walkways, and lanes for passing. I was walking across it from Fall River to Somerset with my Dad and older sister when I started feeling vibrations. Then the bridge started shaking a lot but my dad and sister didn't notice. Then it started changing slopes and rolling over onto itself and things of the sort, I convinced them to grab onto this bar that always made you land right-side up. I didn't see anyone get injured in the dream