Dream: I was sick in some way in the dream as well - like upon waking up. Especially I was not able to talk - true, couldnīt almost any more after two phone-calls. But in some way - this was a reason not to go to our old house, where my mother lived. I wanted to get a book, which in the dream I had read twice before, and wasnīt sure, if it was worth working through once more. It was in that house. I wanted to then maybe read it somewhere else - at a friendīs place. Trying to evade my mother. But in the end, I climbed in over the balcony - she was there, petting an enormous, lovely dog. Was no problem, that I sneaked in - talked with her - and took the book with me. Didnīt get to read it, though. Again - old house went unnoticed - even "decorated" with my mother. Fragment: With this friend from the last dream - I was going out in the evening - all dressed up - and we went into the bar of a famous, huge hotel. Watching the ongoings and talking about people - both looking for somebody worth taking up contact with - no such luck.
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