Last night I dreamt that someone had brought me a vase of sixteen pink roses.
I went through and felt and smelled each one. I was so touched. They were beautiful.
Then, I was in an airport/hotel, returning a cat/toddler (I know…cats and babies are often fused in my dreams) to a woman in a wheelchair who then proceeded to smother the poor thing. The woman at the front desk was behind me going, “Adelle!…….Adelle!…..Adelle!…..Adelle!”
I turned around and mimicked her, annoyed, “CAN….YOU ….STOP…..THAT… PLEASE…..”
After I was done what I was doing, I went over to her desk.
“You rang?” I said sarcastically. HAHAHA I am always tickled when I have attitude in my dreams…lol!!
“I just wanted to make sure you got your emails”. She handed me a post it note and explained that the person in charge of caring for the insects that I kept in a jar had let one out and it got killed. I was annoyed.
“What kind of bugs are those anyways?” She asked, grossed out.
“Lepidoptera” I said smugly. In my dreams, I thought that meant a type of fruit fly.
I just googled that word. And what I found was this: