Dreams of My Father

I guess I should have mentioned this sooner.

When I go to bed, I rarely sleep straight through.  I generally get up once to use the bathroom or move to my comfy chair if Cappy is in obnoxious sleeping mode.  Plus I get up another time to give him his breakfast before heading back to sleep.  Why am I mentioning this?  Because each time I go back to sleep, I rarely have the same dream.

Most are just scenes, unconnected acts.  Some are like the one I posted earlier, an entire tale of some kind or other.  And then I get the third type, where it is just small vignettes, but they are all connected.  After I had gotten up form having the multiple worlds dream and went back to bed, I had the third type of dream.  That in its own is unusual, but what elevated this to something truly different was that I (or an effigy of me) was not the main character in these.  In fact, I was only in one part in passing.  No, these dreams consisted of mundane events involving my Father.  I had three of them in a row:

My Father makes a new friend-  My Dad is out on the town (it was either Woodinville or Snohomish, couldn't quite tell) doing errands.  He is driving a 1965 Mustang, which I believed to be my niece Saresa's, and he makes a stop at the auto parts store.  when he exits the store, a man is admiring the Mustang.  They start to chat about it and cars in general.  Eventually my Dad invites him to stop by the house to take a look see of the shop.  They part as friends.

My Father works around the house-  This was pretty much what it says on the tin.  My dream consisted of following my Dad as he did various chores around the place.

My Father and Lois prepare to go out to an event with me-  This little scene followed my parents as they got ready to go to an event (most likely a play) in Seattle.  They made sure they had everything for the trip, and were having a normal conversation while doing so.

There was nothing wild or crazy about this.  I have been with my Father when these type of activities are being done, so I know it was pretty mundane.  Another one where I have no idea where this came from, although I have an inkling it was just my subconscious telling me to give him a call to see how things are going.  I have no answers for this, just thought I'd share it...