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I dreamed last night about mama, daddy who h, you, ave been deceased for many years, my two sisters, and me. Drew and Miles, my grandsons were also in the dream. We were all over to their house (family home). First daddy was in his bed and he said he didn't feel well. I came back in his room and he was lying on the floor moaning and going back and forth. I told him I was going to call an ambulance and I was thinking the dispatcher could tell me what to do while we wait for an ambulance but I could hardly hear her on the phone. In the meantime my oldest sister, Laura, and mama were in the kitchen and Brenda, my youngest sister, was in the bedroom across the hall getting Drew and Miles up and trying to get them dressed. I walked in the kitchen to tell Laura all about daddy and I noticed her tube of red lipstick on the dining room table, I said to myself I am going to have to get her another shade of red, that one was too bold. Then I woke up. Note: My sister Laura is going though a terrible crisis with her only son.

I would have this reoccurring dream when I was really young. I would be sitting at the table with my family in a little cottage. It wasn't my home. We were eating dinner. It was raining. A man showed up at our door and we let him in to eat with us. He sat down at the table. After a little he transformed into a terrifying, ugly wolf. All the walls of house sort of disappear and it's just me running from this wolf. I'm so scared. I keep running, and I would try to think of something happy to get me away from the wolf. I'd imagine a little patch of sunflowers. Almost immediately after picturing myself in the sunflowers the wolf appears. He still found me. And then I'd wake up crying.

I was in an abandoned building with Mohammed Alsharif and this couple (whom I don't actually know but I seemed to know in the dream). The four of us were going to go somewhere and I ended up outside in the car (a yellow convertible) with the couple. The guy was driving and he started to drive off without Mohammed. I protested and the guy said something to the effect of 'screw him' and then said, 'He shouldn't lag behind.' I got highly offended and demanded we go back. The guy refused; I argued; he refused. So, I told him to let me out. He woudn't. So, we argued about that until I told him this was kidnapping and got my phone out to call the police. I was deposited on a dark, rain-slicked skid row street. It was very dark and I started to walk back to the apartment to find Mohammed. I got to the upstairs doorway - a kind of doorway without a door to a landing with cracked and abused plaster, the cement floors covered in dust and debris - and he was there. "I'm so sorry, I said. "No problem," he shrugged in classic Mohammed fashion. "No, it's terrible. They were going to leave without you." "It's okay." Again, quintessential Mohammed casual shrug. "They're assholes. I'm so sorry. What should we do now?" I asked, thinking we would make alternate plans for the night out. He smiled in a cute, coy way and blushed as he shrugged his shoulders. I got the hint and smiled and blushed and looked down at my shoes. As I looked back up, he put his arms around my neck - very gently, very shyly - and leaned over to kiss me. It was gentle at first, but as I became more receptive, he got bolder. At one point, I gave a little whimper while he was kissing me and lips still on mine, he smiled and repeated my whimper mockingly. In this torrent of polite and demure passion, the boldest I could force myself to be was to press a hand to his chest. His hands never ventured beyond the back of my neck.

I was living with a man part time that I have loved for 3 years. He just recently got out of prison so he lives with me part time and in the half way house the other part of the time. We seem really happy in the dream and things are good. One night he was not with me and i say a black head on my leg and went to squeeze it out and a big hole appeared in my leg with black and white beads in in. They didn't hurt but when the popped the were green. I was terrified but didn't say anything. The next day I went to pop a pimple and worms came out. I kissed this man then woke up.

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