StephL

Dream:

I was sick in some way in the dream as well - like upon waking up.
Especially I was not able to talk - true, couldn´t 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 wasn´t 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 friend´s 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.
Didn´t 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.