Time Travel As a Hobby and Upright Llamas

 Last week Monte woke up mad at me because he found out that I was dating someone else while I was dating him. 

So this dream took place circa 1994/95.

He was so mad in the dream that he decided to drive over to the apartment of this "other guy". His anger caused him to rethink things on that drive and he contemplated diving more heavily into his hobby of time travel.

Yes, time travel.

His anger caused him to speed a little on the way to confront this "other guy" and he had to force himself to slow down so as not to exceed the appropriate speed limit that would allow time travel possible.

So he was driving a DeLorean...?

Did he dream within the plot of Back To The Future?

He was pretty mad still when he woke up.

I'm just glad he never mentioned 

a time travel hobby when we were dating.

Last night, I had a dream that I saw a black llama in our yard. I pointed out the llama to Monte and he went outside to check it out.

The llama STOOD UP on its back legs, positioned its front legs into a boxing formation and punched Monte square in the face.

More than once.

Monte got in a few good punches too.

I sent a text for help to neighbors who came quickly.

One brought a BB gun.

I don't know what happened next or who won the fight, or if any llamas were harmed in the making of my dream, but I know I felt this incredible gratefulness for our neighbors.

Neighbors you can call when your husband is 

getting clocked by an upright llama in your yard.

After I told Monte the dream this morning (and how proud I was that he held his own with the llama who seemed 20 feet tall standing on its hind legs), he postulated all the possible meanings of the dream.

I rejected them all.

Sometimes all a dream is 

is the feeling it left you with.

Like I'm feeling SUPER glad Monte isn't into time travel as a hobby (and that he doesn't drive a DeLorean, for Pete's sake). 

And I'm thankful I live by some of the neatest, kindest, MOST FUN people I can count on to show up when I text them there's a llama boxing Monte in the yard.

The End.