I had a dream that I was at what appeared to be a religious building. I had just checked it out because of the architecture. It had interesting architecture. Inside, I was like “Woah, this is a religious building. I wonder what religion this is? Hm.” There was some sort of religious ceremony going on. I watched for a little while, trying to figure out what the ceremony was about. I figured it would help if I knew what religion this was. There were a couple of people dressed differently from everybody else. I decided that they were monks, and they were inducting new monks.
Apparently, my mom was there too, and she explained that this was a catholic church, and the strange ceremony I was witnessing was a communion.
Huh. Veeeerrry interesting.
Well, this seems like a dream full of catholic guilt, but that doesn’t make sense. I’ve never been catholic and neither has my family at all. Oh well.