I awoke to a dream of the three of us going on vacation in Jamaica. This was incredible, knowing I couldn’t afford this and the second upcoming vacation.
We were at an airport bustling with people. I remember we were seated down and I got up to see my lime-green colored jacket had fallen to the back of and in between the chairs lined up against this glass wall without a few.
This was to my eleven o’clock field of vision. To the right field of vision, there was a passage way to exit from the airport. The day was very bright. The three of us passed through and underneath a white-colored overhang.
I saw two black people in my three then four o’clock field of vision. A black boy about my height was wrapped in a towel robe of color white. Behind him was a black woman. She had both hands on his shoulders, assuring him that it would be alright to meet Hillary. I thought eww! Someone help this kid!
Anyway, I found myself seated at the six o’clock direction with five other white folks at this circular table outdoor. I was talking to a brunette-haired guy (Taylor Made) to my left. I remember visually ‘hearing’ (and twice already): ‘Life’s a bowl of chips. The dip makes it fun.’
We got up and I went to look for my parent in a two o’clock field of vision. I saw them among a standing crowd at the front. The made their way from ‘right to left’ and down the center as I awaited them.
We walked among a field of grass. Some guy was spraying some people with a garden hose of green-color. The hose looked like it couldn’t be seen as it blended with the shade of the tall grass. People hopped over it to avoid the guy from pulling it taut.0
Then I saw a fun-house of art and painting and movie stars going inside. Everyone seemed to be enjoying themselves, smiling.
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