Storm

Date: 7/7/2018

This is a long dream that stayed with me all day. I am living with my father on a very modern apartment which is very pretty. My father is sleeping. I go to sleep and when I wake up I am lying in the street with my pillow and blanket and covered in snow. I don’t see anything odd about this in the dream. Actually I think that the snow flakes look very pretty against the blue sky. We are not supposed to have work or school but I know I have to go to work for a training however I do not know at what time. My cell phone, which is very small and old does not allow me to pick up the messages. I take a bus to go to work with Barbarita. I am wearing a very tight and short skirt and I am afraid it is going to rip. I have to go into a public bathroom to fix it. When I come out I am in a very long line of people. There is another line where the poor people are. I tell everybody we should be together in the same line but nobody listens tome. In my line right in front of me there is a very handsome man with white hair who is supposed so be my husband. He is very serious. I realize that my aunt is on the line too, behind me. We are all having bourbon on ice and she is so drunk that when we get home she falls going up the stairs. Home is a large brick building with beautiful glass balconies. Only a few have been damaged by the storm. I keep on wanting to take my husband to the most beautiful part of the house which is a waterfall in the back but people keep on wanting to talk to us.