(From March 26, 2018)
I dreamt that I was driving on a freeway, on the way to work, near the fast lane. The cars started to slow down because there had been an accident up ahead and from what I could see, all the lanes were blocked with emergency vehicles.
For some reason, I checked to see if I was wearing my bra and said to myself, “Of course I’m wearing one”. I was wearing a white padded one.
Before reaching the slowing / stopped traffic, I started to reach down for something and was still able to slow down / put on the brakes while looking out the window.
I dreamt that I had arrived at work around lunch time, so I ate my lunch. After eating, my manager / supervisor talked to me about that, though not harshly.
He then was telling me, and showing, about an area with toys to be organized. I either said out loud, or thought, that I work down below.
(From March 25, 2018 Legs Open)
I dreamt that there was a house that a family moved into that might be haunted. The house also may have been used for military at one time. I was thinking that for me, the night will come and go, but for them, who knows what will happen. The house was shaped as if someone had their legs open.
I then found myself across the way, with water in between. I wanted to cross back over, and saw a row of ice steps. I started to cross, and when I was almost to the other side, I started to fall. I think I said, “God, help me”, and then I was going through the air to where I could stand.
As I was walking away from the house, I wanted to say that I would be back (with others) but then thought that I better not in case I may provoke the spirits there.
I dreamt that my fingers, and the top of my thumb of my left hand, were cut off and the pads on my palm were a dark red. I was frantic about it, and I was showing someone, maybe Ali.
I dreamt of a young Asian girl quickly sketching a face and I was so impressed how quick and easy it came to her. She then showed me her sketchbook that she had made. One of the faces didn’t have a mouth and when I pointed it out, she said it was because she didn’t have a voice.
The conversation turned to candles, with several of them that had burnt lopsided. I then pointed out that 3 wick candles (behind us) were better because they melted evenly.