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I woke up friday morning, and had to take some minutes to remember my dreams. Over tea, I wrote what I could recall on paper first. This is fairly long, I'm going to try to shorten it. 

~dream fragments. I was eating lunch with 3 other women, they each had one of their children on their laps. We were sitting at a table with attached stools. I must have been uncomfortable because I kept going to the washroom. On the other side of the restaurant, behind a wall, was a pub and there were several faceless men drinking and talking. In the restroom, I kept changing my clothes like my mitts, my bra, my socks and stuffing them in my pocket, I kept changing my hair and sitting on the toilet. While I was washing my hands, Riley came in, but he was much younger. I asked why he was in the ladies room. With a grin he answered but I can't remember what he said. Back at the table, the woman sitting beside me kept transforming from caucasian, to African American, to Latino, into a red head throughout the dream. She ordered a lemon pop, she wanted it cold, but the waitress forgot to bring it. She was annoyed. A man manager came out with the drink to apologize and stayed to chat with the women. 

~I was a little girl living with my family on a dry, black dirt, man-made island. It was cloudy and foggy, I couldn't see very far into the distance, I felt isolated. The house was close to the edge, a bench along side, and a steep slope down to the water. The colors were sepia infused. It felt like we were living in the past, like in the 1930's. I was with my sister, a little blonde girl. I was brunette. It was like my real, older sister Eden and I switched roles. We were playing by the house by a hose. The hose started leaking through valves, we screamed and our father figure came to shut the water off. He didn't want our island to erode. He was worried about something, but I didn't know why. Then I was sitting on the bench with my real mother and my little sister was sleeping under the bench. My mother told us of a prophecy, and explained that we were special little girls who had psychic abilities. I wasn't surprised. Then my mother left to go back to work, and us two little girls were sitting on the bench coloring circles in a book. My sister didn't say anything, I spoke for her. Just as it was in real life, my big sister spoke for me. I asked her if she was color blind, and gave her the pink marker, telling her it looked more like a watermelon this way. But when she started coloring, the marker was green. I thought that maybe I was colorblind. 

~The next dream feels more constructed, I had it in between snoozes on my alarm clock. I was in an urban plaza at night and it was gently snowing. There was a man in the plaza watching me, but I wasn't concerned. The snow crystals in the air were lit by the street lights and were reflecting the light as muted rainbow. The snow was swirling and making patterns, and looked like it was generally in the shape dome, or a rounded pyramid. I was in the center looking up, and spinning around, thinking that the snow looked so beautiful. Then I saw a great glow from outer space. It looked like a giant flag moving but very, very slow. It was a message of hope from Corey. Others were starting to notice and were entering the plaza to see it, but they didn't understand what it meant.