*start of dream*
I'm sitting at a table. I don't know where this table was, but it didn't matter for the dream. Someone else is there and we're reading a newspaper. There's a story about someone famous who just died in a tour bus crash in Germany. (real person, but is still living to the best of my knowledge. A little creepy.)
I hear noises outside, so I go to the window. Outside, there's a trolley on the sidewalk. It's approaching and it's half-full of passengers. I see that one of my sisters is on board, but she only has two children (not three) with her and the kids are much younger than they really are (dream in the past?). They get off the trolley and come inside.
My sister has brought me a gift. It's a gold necklace with diamonds. As I'm holding the necklace, my hands start to itch. I'm allergic to gold in this dream. My sister takes the necklace back and gives me a computer mouse that looks like a floppy stuffed animal. My sister says it is designed to hold an egg. Putting an egg in the mouse makes it the most ergonomic design available, she explains.
*end of dream*
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