Church and Taxes

Date: 8/24/2019

So I was at my old church helping set up for some big event and my old worship Pastor, Aaron, was there, as well. There was a bag of letters on a table that was so stuffed that it spoiled over and they were thank you letters from kids from the children's ministry for not being aborted. Like it was from some anti-abortion rally. It made me feel uncomfortable. What's weird is that our old church was never radical like this. Anyway, someone walked up, the bag spilled, and I asked Aaron to help me clean it up. Then the dream switched and I was taking some tax documents to Sam, my accountant, only my old tax guy was there and he jumped up to help me. They were having an event where a bunch of accountants got together in order to bring in new clients, only I didn't know this till later. So he was helping me and didn't realize I was no longer with him and then I realized he was actually doing my taxes and I didn't want him to so I wrapped things up so I could get away from him. He left, Sam came over, and she took care of me, only she had a very different hairstyle where her hair was very short and curly instead of long and straight.