You and I were holding hands, you had blonde hair and were wearing a blue striped suit and a flowy white thing... It was windy, we were holding our shoes so I could feel the sand in my toes. Ace was playing with some other kids chasing seagulls. He was Rosy from the sun. I only really remember that one like snapshot. November 30, 2018 > Read Dream Analysis
I was going on a journey; to where I don’t know, and found myself at the airport. Just before I presented myself to the check-in desk I felt an annoying lump on the bridge my nose; slightly to the left hand side... like a plook. So I trudged off to the nearest mirror for a look, and discovered the shocking truth. This was no pimple, zit, spot or suppuration of pus that had grown like a mountain to the surface of my skin. Nor was this a teenage bout of acne waiting to be compressed between my pinched thumb and forefinger, exuding a lava that resembled the contents of a squeezy bottle of mustard. But what was it? I had to look closer..... A miniature flower had taken root and bloomed through the surface of my earthly pore. Like a daisy gently bristling in a grassy meddow, the pollen scented aroma of summer surrounded by silken petals bloomed in colour and vibrancy. I began to pick off the petals one by one only to find hidden under each an angry wasp buzzing with rage and torment, including the Queen who sat under the petal at the top of the flower pointing north at 12 o’clock. For fear of being stung I couldn’t touch anymore and had to leave any future ‘weeding’ until after my flight. As my flight landed I found myself in Windsor and a new job. I was working for another Queen, this time Elisabeth I of Scotland and II of England. My job was to help with the smooth running of the upcoming Royal Wedding of Harry and Meghan. The job didn’t last and I soon found myself unemployed. Handing back in my Royal page-boy type uniform, consisting of plus fours, white tights, buckled shoes and a thrilly laced shirt, I returned to Mexico. Dejected, starving and struggling for cash I decided, upon advice from a friend, to become self-employed and was soon earning a pittance gift wrapping souvenirs purchased by tourists for their loved ones at home. It wasn’t enough though and my meagre earnings barely stretched to buying a plate of taco soup, rice and beans. But In a weird twist of fate my dream morphed into a strange success story – like the American dream I tweaked my business and moved it lock, stock and two smoking barrels to a gay nightclub. I was now offering a naked gift wrapping service and was rolling in the money. March 29, 2018 > Read Dream Analysis
In my ream my foot nails are long and dirty and then when i put my shoes on my nails get short and clean i saw snakes in a basket then one of them in light yellow color escape and try to get me but i run and avoided it May 05, 2019 > Read Dream Analysis
You and I were holding hands, you had blonde hair and were wearing a blue striped swim suit and a flowy white thing... It was windy, we were holding our shoes so I could feel the sand in my toes. Ace was playing with some other kids chasing seagulls. He was Rosy from the sun. Walking along shoreline. Clear day. Pier. November 30, 2018 > Read Dream Analysis
I’m suppose to go with family members to do some kind of political census.everyone is ready to go but I can’t find my shoes.If I find one then I can’t the matching one.I look everywhere and it’s getting late .Everyone is yelling for me to hurry cause we are going to be late.I get so stressed I start to cry.Finally I wake up.I have had this dream before . June 20, 2018 > Read Dream Analysis
My family and i were in my pops house. my brother, mother, grandmom and sister were there. my sister was getting on my case because i have no work. im over 50 yrs old i told her its very hard to get hired at this age. and until she walks in my shoes and tries to get employed herself to leave me alone we were talking in the kitchen. everyone was in living room except me i was in the kitchen. my brother was in the kitchen too but i could not see him. my mom and grandmom kept coming in the kitchen and telling my brother not to eat pickles before they go. my sister mom and grandmom were in the living room. May 30, 2018 > Read Dream Analysis
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