I’ve dreamt of people in my dreams. In the first dream I was among Asians. One was a shorter Asian guy sending popcorn from a metallic chute dispense, which was located in the upper area above my head. He was smiling as he made his way from the right metallic bridge above to the left and down to me, where we exchange more smiles. He then headed off to the “right” and gave me another glance sideways to his “right”.
The other one was a finely dressed Asian in what appears to be mostly gold intricate designs and some red colors maybe. The stiff material appeared to be a stiff dress suit. The second button was unhooked and I tried to button it with my left hand. He seemed annoyed that I attempted to offer unwanted help and he roughly did it himself. He kept looking towards the area behind us where his parents were having a party. We were facing the “back door”. I was seated to his right as he reclined in his sofa chair. The room was dimly lit because it was night time. A door bell rang and he got up to greet the guest who appeared to be a South Asian Indian girl with long hair.
In my other dream, I saw her in a glass coffin several times. She awoke and may have joined us. This was during the travel with my parental units. We had found ourselves at a gray, brick wall. To the right is a narrow stairways leading upstairs. Maw got tired and we tried to comfort her against the wall, which was well lit from above. Then we made our way up. And I was already traveling with another person to my “right”. We were actually going in a counter clockwise direction – downward. And towards the sixth to seventh level of very brightly lit but wider than normal stairway lined with glass handrails and wall, I would see that girl lying in state, located the “middle” of the stairways Her head would be on the left side of my vision.
Prior to the stairway dream, I was traveling with my parental units. We traveled longer than expect and in a very dimly lit area outdoors. I found ourselves flying through the air. Paw was to my left and Maw was behind us. We navigated up and over the treetops. They appears among the gray-mist of the overall scenery. I sensed we may have “overshot” our destination and “felt” that this patch of treetops was where we should fly downward.
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