Devastation

Last night I asked, “What won’t go any further?” I dreamt that Sara lit her short dress on fire which burnt up within couple seconds. She said something as / after she did this. She was not harmed.

I dreamt that I was at a school, outside. Ali was there standing in a line for something. 

There was a woman watching her granddaughter, who had red hair, as her daughter was in this line.

There were two females, maybe the granddaughter and another lady?, who were wearing striped pants of different colors on a white background.

There were also students there, and I had to question if it wasn’t Saturday. They were getting a flyer booklet (?) that were in pockets / file holders on the doors. They seemed to be fun educational material. I didn’t take one so I’m not sure. 

As I was walking under the cover (over the pathway), I realized that if I straightened up, I would hit it. 

I needed to go to room 239 which was at the end of the path, and to the left. I had something of mine inside. I knew what it was but don’t remember as I didn’t go in.

There was something about crafts and me telling someone that smokers could be doing these instead of smoking. 

I dreamt that no one won the mega lottery (no one did) and that it went over $1 billion (it has). I was devastated.

I dreamt of turning left into a plaza where El Pollo Loco is, where we eat. The name of the street was Phoenix (it’s on Philbin).

I dreamt of being in a tattoo shop trying to decide which one to get. I finally decided to go with a Taurus and told the female artist to show me what artwork she can do.

I dreamt of insects, with bodies that looked like logs / poles / posts, were flying above Ali and I at night.

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