
I had a dream my brother died.. I walked around with his image standing in front of me, crying and trying to explain the tragedy.
Then I was in a strange house with many rooms. One room Sean was sleading down a hill in a boat with one of my ex-boyfriends. I went to another room with cold feet. My slippers were there but when I went to put them on they started moving. I followed my stepping slippers out of the room and down the stairs. Through out the rest of the dream this leading "ghost" energy forced me to different places. I was screaming for help, my family and friends were around me but not responding.
Yesterday AGAIN! My Favorite reoccuring dream, why is there always a BUS!?! Aydin was riding it with me this time. We were playing on the big bus with lots of room.

This photo works so well with this dream.
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