Hold On

I asked, “How can I remember more of my dreams?” I dreamt that I was visiting Mark/Greg and his family. I was at the church outside the chapel with his young daughter and son. They went inside. I wasn’t too sure about it because of so few people there and I wasn’t sure that it was Sunday. I did eventually go in. The family was on the second middle row from the front. As I was moving down the row to the right, to take a seat, I was thinking that the members there would know who I’m related to. … Continue reading Hold On

Worker

I asked, “Why am I black?” I dreamt that mom had gone to a medical facility to have a procedure done. I asked one of the workers about the paperwork. They hadn’t looked at it yet. (From yesterday) Woman I asked the same question. I dreamt that on a Friday Amy timidly said that she was going to dinner. I said ok. When she got back I realized that she had gone to the dinner that had been set up by Judy and Sara (?) for mom. I had forgotten about it because Amy didn’t say where she was going. … Continue reading Worker

Conflict

I asked, “Should I / Am I supposed to leave this house?” I dreamt that I put in a video to watch, above my head, somewhere in a public place, about taxes (?). I was saying loudly, at the video as if they could hear me, that it was a conflict of interest when / if someone has worked for the company before. I dreamt that a girl wanted to take a chocolate shower. I was thinking it would be ok because the water would rinse off the chocolate. I dreamt that I was going to sleep in the addition … Continue reading Conflict

Not To Be Seen

(From April 14, 2014) Remstaker…means not to be seen, in Norwegian, at least in my dream I had done something, and some people were therefore after me to kill me because of it. Mom paid lots of money to some Norwegian men to protect me. But before they arrived, the people who are after me sent someone to get me. He drove up in a black super duty, lifted truck, with white diagonal (top on the left, bottom on the right) lettering here and there. I saw his truck disappear behind the left side of the house. I then hear … Continue reading Not To Be Seen