"0"

Perhaps I should get a life, but I had a dream last night about the number zero. Seriously. That was it--a voice going on and on about zero. It wasn't a dream about the letter O. I know this because the voice told me so. I saw zeros in different sizes and colors. The voice philosophized about this number that, as the voice said, is not a number after all. It's zilch. The voice rambled on about the infinite circle the zero makes. Then the circles became 3 separate human fertilized eggs like you would see under a microscope. They are little "o"s, ya know. The backdrop was sea blue. This is not as strange as it seems. Subaruman and his wife, Subaruwoman, are having trouble producing another human though we have tried for 3 plus years. Damn frustrating I tell ya. This portion of the dream freaked me out a bit. Apparently the voice was aware of my freakedoutedness. It comforted me with a view of another zero. Half of the zero was highlighted in red and the voice said, "Look, half a zero is the shape of Willy's beer belly." I laughed in my sleep and then woke up to the noise of a weird bleating sound outside our bedroom window. I wondered if a dog or possum got too close to our gigantic cactus in our back yard. Nevertheless, I remained awake for a while pondering what strange animal is in my back yard and why the hell I'm dreaming of zeros. If you think you may know something of this dream and it's meaning, let me know. Adios, amigo.