Date: 8/16/2018
By Bonnie73
I’m in a large 'room' ... like a convention center ... and I’m wearing a beautiful, yellow gown (like one in a period movie of the European courts) ... I am wearing it as though I’m modeling it, it’s not mine. An announcement is made, of the many of us wearing these period clothes, mine had the most good comments ... and so I get to keep it. I’m happy that it’s now mine, but wonder where I’ll ever have occasion to wear it ... ... still wearing the gown, a little girl attaches herself to me ... she’s scruffy, uncared for, dirty ... I clean her up, and give up on her tangled long hair ... cut it off into a cute pixie-style, wonder if her parent will be upset ... everywhere I go, she’s with me, she takes it on herself to go up to strangers and tell them about me, she seems to want to protect and 'care' for me ... we are walking through corridors and into various rooms full of people, she’s there with me always chattering to people about how great I am ...