I woke up at 3 am. My bedroom was stifling hot. I was having weird dreams.
One minute it was my birthday party and my sisters didn't come.
Next I was a little league mother but I didn't know my kid.
Then I was smoking pot with my brother.
After that I was stealing pumpkins from a roadside store and eating them raw.
I was going on a road trip with all my siblings in different cars and we were singing Italian songs.
I was having an angry conversation with my dead mother. She had given away one of my cousins after the baby's mother had died. Then she couldn't get her back. I rescued the girl but she was very depressed and full of hate. I couldn't help her get better and I was very angry with my mom. I kept asking her how she could do such a thing.
I went to my old job as an investment advisor in a suite and fuzzy sleepers. My desk was a mess and I had no business cards left. My computer was dead. A lot of clients were waiting for me. I was able to answer their questions and make appointments for them to come back but my pen wasn't working.
These dreams have nothing to do with my waking life. Why am I having weird dreams like these?
I have not a clue.
