Prayer
I asked again if Ali is my husband who will take me to the temple. The words, “Verbal abuse notwithstanding” came to mind, and also the song “The Prayer”. I dreamt that a girl (works at Starbucks), with short blonde hair, was walking to work, at Target, at night in the rain. She had two children with her (boy and girl? 8 – 10?). I was in a parking lot that she was walking next to. She was walking from right to left. The entrance to the lot wasn’t a straightforward entrance, but looked more like an on / off ramp of … Continue reading Prayer
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