January 9, 2012

Last night I had dreams about being at the beach. There was a square parking lot that was really hard to find parking in (I have dreamed of this parking lot before, sometimes it's attached to a mall, and sometimes it's attached to an office building). Last night it was attached to the beach. It was sort of sunken, and the beach was up some steps from the parking lot. There were several parts of the dream that involved me trying to find parking.

The beach also had this long boardwalk that had shops on each side. The shops were elevated above the ocean. I've dreamed of this boardwalk before.

In my dream, a lot of the dream was about needing to get to the beach to pick up my brother-in-law. It was night time during the entire dream.

At one point, I was shopping, and I went into a store that had the most gorgeous little girl dresses. Everything was navy and white with flowers or stripes, and I really fell in love with one particular dress. It was too expensive, though. The woman who ran the store was an older Persian lady, and was actually my psychiatrist in real life.

Then, I was suddenly in a department store shopping with my mom. They had navy blue patent leather shoes that matched the dress I liked. They were super expensive, too, though.

Then in my dream I was back in the store, but they didn't have the dress I wanted. They had another dress, though, and I bought that one. Then I was trying to hide the fact that I had spent $150 on it. I didn't want to let my husband know.

Then the shop keeper came out and invited herself to my house for dinner, which was very odd. Then she slipped me a bag that had the shoes that matched the dress and all sorts of accessories. I was so stoked, because it was definitely more than $150 worth of stuff.

That's about all I remember.