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Having some trouble with this dream I had a couple of days ago. I know why I had it but not what it's supposed to be telling me.
At the start,I was in a small room that looked like the kitchen at my parents' old house. Besides me,there was some blonde girl whom I didn't know and Lily,a girl I've got a crush on in real life. I was glad to see Lily wasn't hurt after her accident. She had on a black tank top and dark jeans. She was wearing glasses,but not the ones she usually wears. She asked the blonde girl if she knew what had happened to her other glasses. "After the accident,they told me they were picked up by Joey Edwards and Bugg," she said. Hearing his name set something off in me. I grunted loudly,not caring how much of a psycho I looked like at that point. Lily asked if I knew him. I told her I did,that he had threatened me to get me to back off trying to get with her. "He said you might say something like that," she said. I grunted again. From her tone of voice,she did not sound like she believed him. In my head,I already had it worked out I was going to go on Facebook and ask Joey to return Lily's glasses. If he wouldn't,then I was prepared to track him down and make him. And I didn't care if I had to go through him,Bugg or the whole 82nd Airborne to do it. The next part,I am laying on my couch asleep. There is a small stool near the couch where I had laid my phone and glasses while I slept. I heard talking in the next room. Two dogs walked out of the doorway leading to the other room,walking past me. I figured my nephew and his wife had came for a visit and brought their two dogs. I looked at the stool and noticed a small reflective object. I picked it up and saw that it was a lens from a pair of eyeglasses. I picked up my glasses and saw that the left lens was broken;the piece was from them. I saw my sister standing there. "Really? I gotta wake up to this??" I said. She explained that they had been knocked off and accidentally stepped on. I thought about calling the shop where I got them,but wasn't sure the people would fix them since it had been over six months since I got them. I knew I still had my old glasses I could wear until my others were fixed,but I hated them. They were old,very unattractive and the lenses too scratched up to see clearly. I wasn't going to wear them unless I absolutely had to. |
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Sounds like there is something that is unclear to you or that you don't want to, or don't like to, see.
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#3
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You do not like seeing things in the old way you once saw things. You did not see things to well then. You woke up to the fear you are going to see things the way you once did.
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