What I Dream About.

Here's what my dreamworlds are all about.

While working in a factory, sitting like a robot, at a long table, I was peeling vegetables. Along came 3 guys and someone told me to peel the vegetable right. I close my eyes for a few seconds and opened them to find myself standing on a street. A person walked by me from out of nowhere and asked me for directions to someplace so I reached into my black purse and pulled out a map of Oshawa. I blinked again....finding myself walking into a house, down some stairs and through 3 doors, which all the doors were open. Hanging in one door was a yellow coat and black boots. The boots were sitting in water. I turned around and went another way until I came to a door where a shadow of a person was standing in front of. (blinked again...and)

I another big house where I saw my son and his girl-friend. Ran sown some stairs and saw myself in a hockey uniform. Stopped in front of an open door and saw lots of people sitting around a table talking amongst themselves. All of a sudden I said,"Oh No!". Then ran up to a closed door, opened it and saw more people dressed in hockey uniforms. These people looked like the same man, " A blonde-haired man." So when they all saw me, they started skating after me so I ran and ran, and ended up in a very huge room with negro people in this room. They were all singing. I looked at the one person on stage and to my surprise there was a microphone in my hand, and I was up on stage. Turned around to see my son and his girlfriend. Then glanced past them, around a corner, and saw my husband. He hadn't left yet!. When I looked again, he was gone so I went upstairs of the huge house to get my suitcases and leave.