I had a
dream on Wednesday night, but unfortunately I didn’t have the time to post
until now. I should make it clear that my real dad is not the dad
in this dream. Furthermore, I don’t have a younger brother, so clearly I am not
the person who I am dreaming to be.
*start of
dream*
I am a
child. I am walking along the sidewalk holding the hands of two men. I realize
that I am the child of a single father. The man on my right is my dad and he is
also holding the hand of my younger brother on his right.
The man on
the left is my dad’s friend, who is also a single father. He is holding his
daughter’s hand in his left hand. I know she is my best friend.
The five of
us are enjoying our stroll when a storm kicks up. We take cover in a barn or
shed. The wind is blowing extremely hard when debris appears in the sky. Five
children start falling from the sky and luckily the five of us manage to catch
them all.
These
children are all babies or toddlers. We know we must take care of them. I am
the oldest child there, so I do my best to help out. I become a pro holding the
babies and rocking them for comfort.
My dad
announces that he can no longer care for the children. He has to live in the
city for my benefit (no further detail was provided.) His friend knows that he
should do the same for his daughter’s benefit, but he cannot bring himself to
part with the children. They cannot come to the city with us. So the two dads
decide to swap kids. My brother goes to live with the other man who will raise
my brother and the fallen kids, while my best friend comes to live with me and my dad in the city.
*end of
dream*
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