Needing

I asked, “Do I need to marry Ali to get rid of that (Utah) girl?” I dreamt that Amy said I’m supposed to drink champagne if I have a split tooth.

I dreamt that Drew Barrymore was part of my password for debt removal.

I dreamt of wind blowing a small section of grass toward me. It stopped in front of me and was in the shape of a rabbit. He asked me to help him. I asked him how. He said something about 7 fishes (?). He was then directing me where to get them.

I dreamt that I was driving a Prius in a slight bend to the left to enter the traffic there. I was driving pass potholes in the road that were being fixed up by regular people. One group I passed on the left all had black shirts with their company information on it.

There was a Hispanic woman standing on the outer right of the circle who wasn’t quite sure what to do next. I wanted to ask how they found out about being able to help with this.

I dreamt that I was in someone’s house needing to use the restroom to change my tampon. There were two boys rooms next to each other. The one on the right looked like there was a restroom in there on the left. I wasn’t sure about using that one in case the boy showed up. I then noticed that both rooms were filled with clothes everywhere. As I kept looking I didn’t see the restroom.

(From yesterday) Keep Forgetting

I asked the same question. I dreamt that a girl had bought an ice cream franchise. She then went around to the locations where the franchise was inside other businesses. She was wanting her business to have their own entrances. They kept telling her no. She got upset, going to her car with nothing more to say. A man saw a tiny hole in one of his walls, letting in some light. He wondered if it would be possible to make an entrance for her.

I dreamt that I was thinking the next time I have sex it would be for money. I looked down at my stomach and saw a couple small rolls. I may have been sitting. I wondered what the guy I would have sex with next would think of my body.

I also realized that I was black. Seems I knew my legs were still white. The coloring was the same as Ali, looking as if I had been dusted with cocoa powder. As I was looking at my skin I started to feel sick.

I dreamt that I had a clear bag with different color yarns inside. There was an older black woman looking at them. I thought she was interested in them so I asked her if she wanted them.

I then saw a white girl sitting in front of me in a different location. I asked her if she still wanted the yarn. She said that that wasn’t her. I told her that I keep forgetting.

I then saw to my right a group of people walking my direction. I saw the black lady in the back on the right.

I dreamt that I was sitting at the end of a table with two extreme gay guys on my right. One of them gets on the table and streams some pee on my head. I knew what he was doing so I backed away. My mom said something about him not being who he really is. I then said said something to that effect also.

(From Jan. 10, 2020) Hurriedly

I asked the same question. I dreamt of Lori Loughlin and another woman, or two, coming out dressed in Christmas dresses with the tulle underneath, like a Santa’s helper would wear. They were having fun.

I was then inside her home. She had about three open landings to the left with fancy scroll work. Tom Selleck was a security guard. He had a serious face.

I heard someone mention a section of the house where there aren’t any windows. Tom then told the group of people to hurriedly leave the house. There were then two men in that section of house searching for these people to attack them.

I drteamt of being in a parking lot with a cop who was standing closely to my left. He helped me get my (Ali’s) car inflated. I turned to him, noticing that he had blonde hair, and thanked him. I wondered if he was the one in my earlier dream(s) who helped me.

A group of people were standing around the car as it was about to start inflating. A boy was standing on top. I kept telling him to get off. When he wouldn’t move I aggressively pulled him off.

As I was waking, I heard the “Watcher” from the New Jersey home, telling me to start gathering my things.

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