I had to go back to bed and dreamt that I was staying in an old white Creole style cottage with my parents, but I only saw Daddy. I loved the house, it was one story with long wrap around hallways. I went into the bathroom to take a shower and wash my hair, but suddenly the house was different, more like a dormitory with a shared bathroom. When I'd gotten out of the shower my hair was like a unicorn horn. I had a long blue floral dress that had small buttons up the front and crinoline underneath. I'd put it on, it was very pretty, but I was still wearing tight jeans beneath and was thinking that was all wrong when a lot of people started pouring into the bathroom, setting up books for a sale. I grabbed what I thought was my purse to leave, but it was another book only with a handle. A man told me my little blue purse was, "over there", and it was, on a bunch of books. When I'd gotten out of the bathroom the house was all different. It had red painted marble looking walls and stairs, more like a hotel: big. I became very lost, and had no idea where I was going.
Dreams 8/2
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