Harry

Date: 6/24/2018

Ok, I was not really going to enter this dream but, unlike most other dreams I can’t forget it so I guess I should enter it. A number of women from work and I are in London. We are looking for a place to stay and there is a very large hall, similar to a school gym full of beds (they look like old hospital beds neatly made up. Whenever we want to take a bed somebody comes to us and tells us it is already taken. We end up all the way in the back of the gym. I go to sleep and when I wake up I am in a smaller room where there are beds and mattresses on the floor. My father is sleeping in one of them. I have a white nightgown on. It is daybreak. The sky is just starting to get light gray. There are glass windows facing the mountains in all walls of this room. The door opens and in comes...Prince Harry??? Wearing white shorts. He goes to the sink to wash his face and I start massaging his shoulders. Harry lets me but my father raises his head and says...DON’T TOUCH THE PRINCE. Harry turns around, shrugs his shoulders and says...”You see, it’s not me”. He goes to sleep in one of the mattresses in the back. Next I find myself in a very colorful building full of people I know drinking. Prince Harry comes out of a window and calls me...he seems to be asking for help...he wants to get out of there but there are so many people dancing, etc I cannot really get to where he is. People keep on giving me drinks. Barbarita’s Mother is in there. I am worried about Prince Harry. 🤪🤴