I asked, “Why am I still here in this house?” I dreamt that Ali’s address was 4440. I reminded him of that when he saw a check that my mom got that had those numbers. He rubbed it on his left (?) arm.
He was checking himself in a mirror, which was facing left, to see how he looked in his white shirt and black slacks. I was thinking that he looked good but that didn’t mean anything because of the way he treated me / people.
I saw a b&w picture of a girl with about shoulder length hair, that I could see. The bangs were clipped straight back on top of the head. Her hair looked to have some wave to it. The picture looked to be from the 50’s but she looked to be more recent. It was only of a head shot. I didn’t see it up close as it was in the middle of two dark things that I couldn’t see what they were.
I also saw small head shots of me and Ali next to each other making one picture. We each had our individual border. One was black and the other was white.
I was at someone’s house. My mom’s? There were two levels that were only several steps. I was on the lower looking at my mom and seeing Judy opening a picture wrapped in brown paper that was leaning against the right wall. It was either a sand beach scene or the word “beach”. I didn’t see but knew.
My mom(?) (and dad?) were going to visit another country. Asian? Not Japan or China.
I dreamt that Erin was going to the MTC a couple days before New Year’s Eve. She lived close enough that she could drive the day that she was to report.
(These may have all been one dream. They’re hazy.)