Weird Dreams

In this dream, I went to Dr. Botwin and Innella office to ask for a job since I worked there a long time ago. I started to cough, and Dr. Botwin said to me “Let it out of you” he put a paper on the floor, and I cough two big green nasty flames. He stood there with me after he went to talk to Dr. Innella. He called the secretary to bring him a specimen cup to put the green stuff that came out of me in there. The secretary said that her coffee machine was not working in a way she was saying that things have been going wrong for her. I felt better after I cough the green flame.

A funeral of a woman but there’s no coffin, it’s a Caucasian female, and her body was cut into pieces. A piece of her arm fell on the floor, and I saw it, but I was not scared. I was thinking of getting a box and offer it to them for the body, but I said I’ll mind my business. I saw my daughter in a basement of a funeral home, and I went to get her.

I saw the older children that I raised in a car, but they were small. I started to look for something in the car while they were in the car. I started shaking my front tooth, and it came loose, I pull it out, and I saw one of the instructors, and she had a jean jacket on. I went to the karate school; my kids were there, but my daughter was hiding from her father, and I cover for her. I saw four black men in the street and they started to dance and sing. I saw a yellow school bus following the four men like a parade. I went and asked a friend to help me get a job where she worked at; she called the place and gave them my number. I did manage to put my front tooth back in place without anyone notices the space in my mouth.

 

Two men came by to give me a message about my friend that was out of the country; I wanted to prepare a plate of food for them, but the microwave wasn’t working, and my sister didn’t want to help. She was busy with her son, so I had to figure out how to make the microwave work. I did, and I feed the two men, my sister asked me how it went; I told her that I figure out how to make the microwave work. She said that is good that you understand.

 

A funeral of a woman but there’s no coffin, it’s a Caucasian female, and her body was cut into pieces. A piece of her arm fell on the floor, and I saw it, but I was not scared. I was thinking of getting a box and offer it to them for the body, but I said I’ll mind my business. I saw my daughter in a basement of a funeral home, and I went to get her.

I saw the older children that I raised in a car, but they were small. I started to look for something in the car while they were in the car. I started shaking my front tooth, and it came loose, I pull it out, and I saw one of the instructors, and she had a jean jacket on. I went to the karate school; my kids were there, but my daughter was hiding from her father, and I cover for her. I saw four black men in the street and they started to dance and sing. I saw a yellow school bus following the four men like a parade. I went and asked a friend to help me get a job where she worked at; she called the place and gave them my number. I did manage to put my front tooth back in place without anyone notices the space in my mouth.

 

Two men came by to give me a message about my friend that was out of the country; I wanted to prepare a plate of food for them, but the microwave wasn’t working, and my sister didn’t want to help. She was busy with her son, so I had to figure out how to make the microwave work. I did, and I feed the two men, my sister asked me how it went; I told her that I figure out how to make the microwave work. She said that is good that you understand.

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