Clues

I dreamt that I was in England, but also in Provo.

I was walking past Prince Charles, dressed in his kilt and singing, and three other men who were with him. They were on grass formed in a square next to each other. Prince Charles was looking at me, happy.

There was an older couple in a wagon, being driven to the left. They looked as if it was Winter, or the beginning of it. She wanted to give her husband a kiss but they weren’t allowed to show PDA.

I’m in Provo, Utah with a group of people, though I’m not always with them. We’re on a tour (?) of some sort of a building. I’m not sure where we are. The people involved have some sort of mystery game (?) going on during the tour, though it doesn’t finish (maybe because I was woken up?). As I walk about, I see “clues” that I’m not sure / don’t remember if I was supposed to see, or not.

There are a couple older women who have been cutting up strawberries for our lunches. I walk up behind them and see that the last couple deep red ones, in a grocery bag, were huge (hand size). Someone then somehow takes the top off of the one closest to the woman on the left. It exposed that there were three moldy spots and that it was mushy / no good.

I’m then (or before the strawberries) with the group and we’re sitting interspersed on a balcony, on the right (?), of a theater. There’s a hefty / broad old man to the left, behind me. Someone in front looked back, and after a bit, jokingly said to him that he makes a good curtain. I was thinking it was because no one see behind him.

I don’t remember why we were there. There may have been someone talking to us. Someone got up at the end to give a closing prayer, facing us in front of us. They started speaking and a couple people in front of me must not have heard and continued talking. They eventually quieted when they heard the prayer being said.

The theater was a 70’s light blue. The old man mentioned something about being married in Provo. I wondered if it had anything to do with me. I mentioned that when I was a teenager, I wanted to be married in the Provo temple until when I was able to go inside and saw that it still looked like it was the 70’s. I then thought that there was a possibility of it being updated.

In another part of the building, a man came up to me and was mentioning that they wanted me to come back on 3/1, which happened to be the next month. He was saying something about church and E.O.C. I silently told him that I hadn’t been to church this year.

After he left, I said, “Job”. I was thinking that the people who heard me may have thought something wrong about me finally working at this age.

I mentioned to several people about me coming back and they suggested that maybe I was to be their spokesperson. I happily said, “Maybe”.

At the end, we were outside and I saw a table on the middle of the grass, barely shaded. Our bag lunches were on the table. There were some tables to the right up by the building there for us to sit while eating.

I walked over to the lunches, wondering why no one else had gone over. The others followed me. I was looking in one of the bags to check what kind / type the sub sandwich was. As I was doing so, I asked Ali what one he wanted. I decided to take the one I had without seeing exactly what it was.

A short down syndrome girl showed up and when she was about to check the bags, said that when she was about to eat her mom shows up. I was thinking that she must’ve heard a car engine that she recognized.

As I was waking, someone said, “Income.”

(From June 28, 2019) Jesus and Me

I asked, “What is the meaning of the answer key?” I dreamt that I saw four posts from YouTube / social media from someone who covered this answer / wrote their dreams and their username was Jesusandme. I don’t remember the capitalization of the name.

I dreamt that I was in a restroom of a business. I don’t know what kind. It was big with two or three toilets without stalls, in front of me with space between. The door was on the left, sink was on the right on the same wall as the door. This wasn’t used much so it wasn’t cleaned much. There were about two grey garbage bins over by the sinks.

The Siamese boy was there, sitting in front of me at the opening of the door. The toilet seat covers, and the majority of the toilet paper, was strewn all over on the floor. I asked him if he had done this. I then was looking for a hook to put my (shopping?) bag so that I didn’t have to put it on the floor. I think I did see one by / behind the door.

(From June 27, 2019) Bloody

I asked the same question. I dreamt that my bottom garment was bloody from starting my period.

I dreamt than an overweight man was using the women’s restroom. He was using the stall on the right, with two others to the left between him and the door. There were no doors on the stalls.

He was facing left, doing something between his legs for a couple seconds, as if he was uncomfortable, then faced to the wall that was behind him on his right.

I dreamt something with Barbie and grandma.

I dreamt (or same?) something with Allison, in front of me a distance. I was telling someone that she didn’t feel worthy of something.

(From June 26, 2019) Kill

I asked the same question. I dreamt that a guy (at a hospital?) had ordered a tuna sub sandwich but hadn’t eaten it. He left it on a table when a chaplain (?) entered, thinking the chaplain would eat it and kill him.

I dreamt something about police showing up at the same place as Ali and I. I mentioned to the cop that he was able to do that because there was a tracker on the car.

I dreamt about the women’s group from church having started gospel conversation’s on Wednesday’s beginning the first of the year after the church schedule had changed.

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