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Dreamt that my dead mother, my father and I were touring the city looking at house. We visited an up-scale neighbourhood with some nice houses, but then proceed to lower income housing community. The bus we were travelling drove through some dark, narrow pathways. During the trip my mother began search francticaly search for a vase / container. ( I don't know why she needed the vase) I told her to wait until i went shopping, but she was not willing to wait. I spotted a glass jar, deep blue colour, in one of the neighbouring house i we were passing by. I took it. The bus stopped and I came off and place the vase/jar on what appears to be ledge. A stranger, a man, proclaim the vase/jar to be his. I told him to take it, I was just looking to plant some flowers. He was upset about his vase/jar being stolen and so I paid him $2000 (which i borrowed from my Dad) for his worries and returned the jar. I awoke from the dream.

I dreamed that I was in my childhood home and was having a terrible argument with my mother. It got so bad that I told her I was leaving and moving into an apartment I already owned but had never moved in to. I couldn't find all the clothes I wanted to take so I could only take the clothes that I had worn on a trip I had just returned from. I tried to add clean clothes to the suitcase I had but then I could not close it. I realized my new apartment did not have a washer and dryer but my Mom's apartment did. I was extremely angry about all of this and hated my Mom. I took my dog and my things outside. It was dark and raining. I looked for my car on the street but could not find it. I tried to remember parking it but I couldn't . My car was stolen and I was in a state of panic.

I was watching a riot happen infront of me but could not do anything, then i was in a car with my husband leaving a hotel carpark, but i had to use the toilet. i went into the hotel and was shown where the toilets were, they were verydirty, toilet paper everywhere, overflowing toilets, but i went into a cubicle and put my bag on the floor when suddenly a hand appeared from underneath the cubicle and snatched my bag. i snatched it back with force and left the toilets. i returned to the carpark and my husband and the car were gone. i was left behind.

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