Either I was a girl or her beloved. I opened the door... or I proposed-- in this way-- I made a pun about zoo animals, then said 'Will you marry me,' placed her own ring on... my finger, I was disappointed that it wasn't new. And then ...I grabbed her breasts and walked her back into the apartment, murmuring. We sank down onto the couch... It felt good so I didn't stop him, but the door was open so I went to get it to close it. Then I said, I'm pregnant... and as she talked I felt a huge disappointment, (This is not how it was supposed to go, by any measurement.) We abruptly changed places.
In my dream, the couple goes on to find and then escape from a meeting of the KKK, led by Starhawk, who says, "And if we don't catch them, oh well."
My rationale: I feel like I am a surprised young couple not ready for committment, rushing into things, not knowing how to show I care for myself. I am being chased and dogged by my missing convictions.
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