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It is in the future, i am with a new group of people, younger and they are trying to find all of the private hot tubs in the neighborhood and use them. We find one in a hotel room, but none of us have paid for the room.
The room itself seems very minimalist and simple with odd 70's pink colors and hard plastics. Very retro not very futuristic.
I am in one of the hot tubs and i am telling the other people in the hot tub with me that I had a dream about my father the night before. I go home and my boyfriend has made an invention to both hide, and protect your beautiful lamp from pesky visitors and house guests. It is a wrap around lamp and lamp shade cover, this one just happens to make the lamp look like a giant horse track trophy.
I am standing in the kitchen cutting apples, yes the old fashioned way. I can hear my father come in, he is here to visit me, he looks around the house and comments that my boyfriend has upgraded me. Then says he can not stay. Before i can dry my hands and walk over to him to give him a hug, he walks out the front door and leaves.
That's odd I think to myself... then i woke up and i am telling my daughter that i think my father is dead or going to die in the next few days because he came to visit me in the dream two times. The phone rings and it is an attorney and she is telling me she is an estate attorney and needs to meet with me. I yell into the phone: "Oh Dammit, Don't tell me that asshole made me the conservator of his estate but wants me to give all of his stuff away to other people or I am going to be really pissed off". The attorney says no, you are getting everything and no one else is getting anything. Then i yell "OMG That is even worse, that man collected shit his whole life that isn't worth anything, and now i am stuck having to throw it all away!" I dropped the receiver, (drop the mic style) and go to stand up...
I sit up in bed, awake from the multi layered dream.
The room itself seems very minimalist and simple with odd 70's pink colors and hard plastics. Very retro not very futuristic.
I am in one of the hot tubs and i am telling the other people in the hot tub with me that I had a dream about my father the night before. I go home and my boyfriend has made an invention to both hide, and protect your beautiful lamp from pesky visitors and house guests. It is a wrap around lamp and lamp shade cover, this one just happens to make the lamp look like a giant horse track trophy.
I am standing in the kitchen cutting apples, yes the old fashioned way. I can hear my father come in, he is here to visit me, he looks around the house and comments that my boyfriend has upgraded me. Then says he can not stay. Before i can dry my hands and walk over to him to give him a hug, he walks out the front door and leaves.
That's odd I think to myself... then i woke up and i am telling my daughter that i think my father is dead or going to die in the next few days because he came to visit me in the dream two times. The phone rings and it is an attorney and she is telling me she is an estate attorney and needs to meet with me. I yell into the phone: "Oh Dammit, Don't tell me that asshole made me the conservator of his estate but wants me to give all of his stuff away to other people or I am going to be really pissed off". The attorney says no, you are getting everything and no one else is getting anything. Then i yell "OMG That is even worse, that man collected shit his whole life that isn't worth anything, and now i am stuck having to throw it all away!" I dropped the receiver, (drop the mic style) and go to stand up...
I sit up in bed, awake from the multi layered dream.