I also remember another dream had a book with a name written in it. B LaFleur or B LeVere something like that. I should have wrote it down when I first woke up because it may have been important. Ugh. The weird thing was that I read it. I can't usually read in my dreams. The words blur and jumble and mess up.
Thursday, June 11, 2020
Vague Memories of Centipedes
I have vague memories of centipedes crawling around in my dream and me freaking out. But the rest of the dream was me looking through my jewelry box for a gold chain, but I couldn't find one that would work to put on the red diamond shaped pendant I had. I remember finding some hair clips, a lot of silver chains, and a few gold chains, but they already had things on them that could not be removed. So I moved on to my mother's jewelry box. It was different than the one she actually had (which I now have) but I found several rings, one of which I had never seen before. It had a pink and blue punch out center shaped like a butterfly, and she had never worn it before, so I punched out the center, and I remember thinking "my mom would have loved this. It's a shame she never got to wear it." When I punched it out though, and alarm went off, and the jewelry box became bigger. A door opened and my mother came out, but there were several different versions of her. I remember saying "hello mommy." And then I think my alarm woke me up.
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