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 a freeway, with one lane curved, which was was across from me on my left. I decided to give her a ride to work.

As I turned and waited for my turn to go, she crossed the street, going to a house that looks like an old small craftsman style. The paint was white, and chipped. A front window had been smashed / broken in pieces outside. She was sweeping it up. She angrily said something but don’t remember what.

I dreamt that I was telling Stephanie that lately I was waking up feeling like I had had sex.

(From Nov 26, 2017 Deloitte and Touche)

I dreamt that the old man neighbor was turning gay. He was wearing wedge (?) shoes (the one with cork), and a shirt / coat that had pink stripes / blocks. When he wore these shoes, he had to look further down on his wife.

As for her, when I heard her voice, but couldn’t see, her voice sounded fake. 

The tax firm Deloitte and Touche keeps coming to mind.

I dreamt about a couch behind a fireplace that was mostly hidden, only being able to see the right end of it. It was a place to go when wanting to “get away from it all”, but still being visible in case of being needed.

(From Nov 22, 2017 Devil In Me)

I dreamt that when someone touched me, they could feel a sensation of the devil in me. I was giving some type of drink to get rid of it / him. It may have been some type of egg mixture (?). 

As I drank it, I could see that there was a bit of powder at the bottom that didn’t get mixed in. I was able to get it loose somehow. I didn’t hate the drink, it wasn’t horrible, but it wasn’t great either. It was tolerable. I could start to feel my body doing something shortly after drinking.

(From Nov 19, 2017 Complete)

I dreamt that there was a Christmas present missing under the tree. Someone put one there, and then it (Christmas?) was complete.

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