Dreams

I had this horrid dream.  I let my mom or got my mom to carry me around the mall, and it felt like I dreamed this for 15 minutes.  I was huge and age 38, like I am in real life.  I also had my dad carry me and felt more cozy, this time.  It was like an excuse, as it wasn't fun anymore, for Andre Rieu to carry me, unless Pierre Rieu the issue of me set him off...

My mom said she was doing yoga and kept spinning around dancing beautifully in Asian.  I took a photo of a mirage of a phoenix coming with her also looking and talking.  One seemed clearer later and she didn't see.  In real life, she's passed away and it's harder to really remember her, now.

I think earlier in a different sleep I dreamed about buying pots and pans and looked for what seemed like an hour and couldn't find a set of pots.  I wanted a pink set of fans.  Thinking back, it feels like Andre Rieu helped me or oversaw, with some other people.  I remember going back and saying I want pink.  It was huge, you know like Wal-Mart, which in real life a lot of people just seem excited about or younger kids having their "ducks in a row" now.