dreams: August 25, 1998
Mom is my friend
I'm on a trip with Mom. We are laughing together and having fun. We are in a big public bathroom area at the hotel/hostel at which we are spending the night. It's tiled and open. People are taking showers. Suddenly I realize that I momentarily forgot that I shouldn't be with Mom. "Am I slipping back into an old pattern?" I ask myself. I don't want to be with her anymore, so I leave. I find myself in a huge dining room area. I know people here: John and friends. All sorts of foods are spread out on tables. It all looks good, but I'm hesitant to indulge. One big table has tons of sweet, ripe fruit. I pick out a few tiny pieces of lettuce and put them on my white plate.
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