Dream analysis needed

I've heard that dreams are the window to the soul. Or was that the eyes? Not edzakary sure, but I'm pretty certain someone said something about dreams having some sort of meaning about something. I had some doozies Saturday nite and have no idea what the dreams mean.

One dream involved several women and apes chasing me all over the place. I cannot identify the women because they were always in the distance. I did say "women" and not "woman". A plurality of females. Wife and chilluns? Don't believe so because I had the distinct feeling I did not know any of the women. I had the feeling they were angry about something, otherwise, why would they be chasing me? I have no idea why they would be chasing me. Why would women be pissed at me? I'm not a chauvenist. Heck, I'm not sure how to spell it. Maybe the women were pissed that I could outrun them? I am sure there was a real need to outrun them because they were pissed off. I don't recall any of them being close enough to verbally express their anger. I just know they were angry and I needed to run fast. I do recall they were all wearing pastel blouses. Not sure why that stands out in my mind, but it does. I have to wonder if they were pissed off because I made a smartass comment about pastel blouses. Nah, not me. When do I make smartassed comments about anything? Besides that, why were the apes chasing me? I think they were chimpanzees, but I'm not sure. I am certain that the apes were able to catch me because at least two of them caught me and jumped on my back. What should a person do when an ape jumps on your back during a dream? All I know is you stab them with large knives. The first ape jumped on my back out of nowhere. Well, sort of. I remember running through an open area away from the women. Then, I was in a building with tall walls or bookshelves with narrow aisles or corridors. The first ape jumped on me in the building. When it was on my back, I somehow had a large knife in each hand and reached over my shoulder and stabbed the ape in the neck. No more ape. Kinda like a video game. Stab the ape and it's gone. Why knives and stabbing? Why didn't I magically have some sort of kung-fu-like ability? I mean, it is a dream. I could have had any sort of ability. I could have been a sorcerer and touched the ape with my fingertip and turned it into a purple butterfly or something. But no, I stab the ape in the neck. I'm lucky that my aim was good enough to stab the ape instead of stabbing myself. Anyway, I continued running through the corridors with the women still chasing me. Another ape jumped on my back and I stabbed that one in the side. It disappeared. I turned around and a giant ape was in the corridor. It grabbed me by my wrists. I woke up. Dammit. I don't know if I was able to escape or if I was eaten by the apes or if the angry mob of women caught up and bitchslapped me to death or what. What does it all mean?

I dunno cuz when I woke up, Kelsey and one of her friends were milling around the house. I could hear the TV. I could hear people walking up and down the hallway. The bathroom light was turned on a few times. Then they left and I eventually went back to sleep.

Dream number two. A large crowd of short, fat men were chasing me. Very short, very fat guys. Dwarfish. They were not running so much as, well, waddling. Thighs rubbing. Arms flailing. Guts bouncing. Waddling. All of them were wearing pastel t-shirts and their belly buttons were hanging out of the bottoms of their shirts. Not just their belly buttons but most of the flabby stomachs. Not sure why they were chasing me but they were clearly pissed off about something. I could hear yelling but no distinct words. I kinda remember an f-bomb or two but that's it. I could hear a strange sound as they ran... kinda like two pieces of corduroy being rubbed together. hmmm. Somehow we end up in that building with the tall walls and narrow corridors again. I passed through several doors and ended up in a large room where the fat guys cornered me. No escape. I woke up. No knives. No fancy kung-fu moves or samarai swordplay like on Kill Bill. Nothin'. I woke up wondering, "Huh?"

There is some commonality between the two dreams. Angry hominoids. Chasing. Pastel shirts. Tall walls. Narrow corridors. My subconscious is telling myself to avoid indoor Easter egg hunts? Maybe no chips and hot salsa before bedtime?

Chance of snow Friday and Saturday. sheesh.

Have a good one.