Well, looks like I did dream.
My dream was in two parts. At first I was shadowing surgeons at an unidentified hospital for the summer, and my parents came for an open house, with my little brother. I remember something about them becoming slightly upset with someone and not having that great of a time, but reassuring me that they were very proud (at least my mother did).
The second part of my dream involved me preparing for someone to come over to what must have been my own private apartment. Whoever it was that was coming, I can't remember who, was definitely my lover of sorts because I spent most of my dream preparing my bedroom for special privacy. I made the bed, I organized the pillows, I put some nice clothes and perfume on, and I remember feeling very excited about the upcoming sex. The final step was the closing the blinds, but before I did that I remember looking outside the window and seeing it was the early afternoon and the sun was shining brightly on the street. There was a group of children playing, and I remember in particular seeing a hippie-looking young teenage girl, a blonde, wearing a red, flowy blouse and laughing as she played with a large red ball.
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your dreams are so loaded with symbolism. red? how appropriate.
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