Keep In Touch

I asked, “How do I get rid of the attached spirits?” I dreamt that I found out that Hollywood was going to pick me, but chose Beyonce instead.

I was with a couple other females looking in my mom’s bright white bathroom mirror getting ready for something.

My peach fuzz was back, with a little extra so that it was more noticeable / moveable.

One of the girls was asking me if I wanted her to write down something that I had been told (another blessing?) and I told her yes.

I then left the bathroom, letting mom know that I was finished.

I dreamt that I was in the city where there was a concrete ramp (?) that went down and curved to the right. There was greenery all around. There was a level area at the top. I was with a young guy and girl who were nicely dressed and playing around with a soccer ball.

He asked me about my pictures and I told him that I have them on several websites. He suggested I take sport(s) pictures.

I dreamt that I was with some people and they were talking about when there was a serial killer in Idaho who would first kidnap his victims. Everyone had to keep in touch every day.

I dreamt of physically watching the making of a Talking Heads video for “Psycho Killer” (?). There was a moveable model of David Byrne that was a stand in for him.

I dreamt of Ali negatively pointing out an overlapping stomach on a female.

I dreamt of being told of being divorced after 3 (years?).

I dreamt of being in (the back of?) someone’s car with one, or two, other people.There were train tracks parallel to our left and another lane on the other side. There was a line of cars ahead of us, moving slow, and then stopped (?). This guy was going a little fast and hit the car in front of him, not being able to stop in time, which hit the car ahead of them.

The car in front of us crossed over the tracks, to the left, into a dirt field, waiting for us. His car turned into a dune buggy when he crossed over. Cars kept coming on the other side, same direction as us, so we weren’t able to cross. The other guy then decided to come back over, behind the line of cars behind us.

I dreamt something about / with Drew and Jonathan Scott.

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