Dreams are wonderous, mysterious, yet scary things. The discussion on how dreams are caused and why they are caused have always intrigued me to greatest extent. Mine have been repeating continuously lately.
I find myself in a parking lot in the late hours of the night. Yes, it is a parking structure. I am with my mother. We are walking up the parking lot never looking for a handy elevator. We both keep looking back remaining conscious of all our surroundings. Front back and side to side. We find a stair case and every floor that we climb to get higher up has a pipe sticking above it. We keep hitting ourselves on this dangerous pipe. We notice that there is another staircase right next to our, without any pipes. All the people walking up are happy and dressed in fancy gowns and sleek suits. We are dressed in jeans and a t shirt. We cant find the entrance to the other stairs. There are noises behind us. More people. We try warning them about the pipes but noone understands. We watch as countless people hit themselves on the pipes dressed in casual clothing. Once we get to the top of the structure i end up with the best. He smiles takes my hand and starta running down the stairs. Its a safer set of stairs. No pipes. We get to the bottom and there is a carnival going on. He starts running towards it and i stop and yell, "dont leave me please!" he turns around and grabs my hand and says, "im not going anywhere because your coming with me."
I hear a voice in the distance.
Who is it?
What did you say?
Huh?
Hello! Who is it?
Allyson wake up!!!!!!!
And i wake up with a smile on my face and i start to get ready for my day.
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