What does it all mean???

I have the strangest dreams. Last night's masterpiece involved 5 talking Katydid bugs. Four of them had a bad attitude and were quite troublesome! Lol. Let me preface the story a little.

Before bed I was sitting in my living room watching a show on t.v. when I noticed one of these large bugs high on the wall. They kind of creep me out with how they move so slow and calculating. And I ESPECIALLY hate how their nasty little exoskeletons make that horrible noise when they land on stuff or when they bump into stuff. They are only slightly less yucky than a grasshopper to me. Grasshoppers are definitely evil.

This nasty little green bug had flown over to the door and was clinging onto it like it wanted out. So, seeing as it had displayed enough intelligence to land on the door, I thought I'd be kind and let it outside. I went over there and opened the door. The bug sat there and then SSSSlowwwly crawled on top of the door and just sat there. Annoyed, I took a piece of paper to gently coax it to go out.


It chose to freak out and drop to the floor making that horrible hollow click with its exoskeleton.
I did the only right thing to do in that situation. I freaked out too, made a little yelp did a boogie dance across the room and dropped the paper.

Right. So anyway, it sat there in front of the door, on the floor - facing the door patiently waiting for me to let it out. I opened the door and with all the excitement of a sloth it moved onto the footplate of the door.

Finally I took the paper and scooted him out onto the porch, slammed the door and repeated my earlier boogie dance (minus the yelp). So yeah. This is where my subject matter from my dream must've come from.

Anyway, so in this dream I was in my room and noticed the 4 katydids sitting on the windowsill. Some of them were standing upright on their back legs and leaning back against the window with their arms behind their heads.

I told them they needed to leave and that I had already escorted one of their friends outside earlier (referring to the one I really did let out). At this point they stopped talking to each other, cocked their heads and looked at me like I was SO rude to ask them to leave my room. So once again I found a paper and tried to use it to push them off the windowsill. They climbed onto something round like a poll (I didn't pay attention to what it was or why it was there) and they kept going around it while I scooted them trying to get them to fly downstairs to the door so I could let them out.

I got all sorts of frustrated and walked away. One of them got nervous and flew and landed on the floor in front of me and I put a glass over it and said - "That's what you get for being insubordinate."

Then I woke up. Oh what does it all mean? Lol.