dreams

Very strange last night. There was something about a small fishing village, tight wooden quarters with not enough light, and maybe visiting for some specific, meaningful reason? At some point, I think I saw David Arquette, who had lost a lot of weight, grew his hair, and looked to have been on hormones for some time. I remember wondering if he'd be allowed to stay married to Courtney Cox or not. Suddenly I was watching a show on him, and on about how his sibling was (also) a transsexual, and if that ran in families? The tv announcer morphed into a radio announcer, on a show with another dj (like the less annoying morning show formula: one girl, one boy), and I was suddenly on a yellow schoolbus on a route that looked like it was going to my middle school, but was supposed to be a community college. I fell asleep, sort of aware and sort of not of what was going on around me, eventually struggling back to consciousness.All the people got out, and I was alone with the busdriver, who was very into listening to the dj talk about his boyfriend on the air (he'd effectively come out talking about David Arquette), but then the bus driver picked up the narrative, and I remember thinking how cool that an old southern guy with inky black died hair was so open about being gay. I got up and told the driver I was supposed to be somewhere else; he was very agreeable and asked me where. I blurted out my old high school, then quickly realized that was wrong, and said the college. The driver whipped into a rural driveway (in a yellow schoolbus; this impressed me even in the dream), and turned around.

Wtf is up with my head?