Monkey on Our Backs
H.E. turned to look at me. “I had a weird dream last night.” “Uh-huh.” “We were planning our wedding. I wanted to have a monkey there, and you didn’t.” I blinked. “That is strange. You know I’d totally be OK with having a monkey at our wedding.” “I know! That’s what made it so weird. It wasn’t like you.” The dream must have been very vivid, though, because the subject came up time and time again over the next few…