Domestic Geek

I had the absolute freakiest dream last night. Marcus and I were walking down a street when we came upon a large park. It looked like an outdoor wedding was taking place. As we came upon the lattice arch, I saw that a large black hearse had crashed into it and had crushed the bride, groom and minister. As we continued on, it looked like a funeral procession had made a wrong turn, drove through the ceremony and killed everyone in attendance. Crashed cars were scattered everywhere and everyone there was dead. The weird thing was I was more worried about having left our bunnies outside in the yard (which I never do, anyway) than I was about the horrific scene I had come upon. I woke up about 1:30 am after this dream and was so weirded out, it took awhile to go back to sleep. I'd sure like to know what's going on in my subconscious that caused a dream like that.