I'm having odd (and sometimes very entertaining) dreams again. There was one just after my last doctor's visit where I finally began to lose the weight I need to, but with unforeseen consequences. The flatter my tummy became, the larger my navel grew, until it exposed my insides. I discovered I was made out of delicious chocolate cake.
My guy didn't want anyone to attack and eat me, so he tried to cover up my too-big navel with a bandaid. Even in the dream I laughed, it was so ridiculous.
In another dream I ended up back in downtown Miami, which had changed quite a bit since I worked there. I was lost, of course. I walked through crowded restaurants and shops as I tried to use my phone to find a map that showed me how to get home. Only I couldn't get the phone to do what I wanted -- it showed me everything but what I needed. Just like real life! Ha.
The people I met in the dream were friendly, although not particularly helpful. One older Cuban gentleman and his friend admired my long red hair (so I was twenty-something again, apparently.) Then I decided to go back to my car, but couldn't find that. Being lost in the city was mildly distressing, and I was happy when I woke up to be done with it.
A third dream had me visiting a female family member who frequently bullied me when I was a child. I was surprised to see her living in a run-down trailer on a pig farm; she's always been house proud and lived in gated communities. She abruptly left me there, and as I waited in her home I noticed there were expensive shoes everywhere; so many it was obvious that's all she spent her money on. I felt sorry for her, but I finally left. That dream left me feeling at peace, strangely enough.
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