My "Prince Dream" that I had the night of April 25, any dream interpreters?
So... There was a knock at the door...and it was Prince's chauffeur - to let me know that Prince had sent his limousine and driver to pick me up and take me to Paisley Park, because he wanted me on his team. Very flattered, I packed all my best things hurriedly, and ran down to the limo with all my stuff, which the driver put into the trunk. After driving for a while, we arrived at Paisley Park, where his people scurried off with my belongings, and I was shown to a room, where I would be staying. There were thousands of people there milling about, talking, laughing, and he had invited all these people to be on his team. They were all waiting to be interviewed, and were singing, dancing, etc, getting ready for their auditions. I began to think, maybe this is not such a great idea - I can't sing, and can't dance anymore, there is not really anything I can do to justify my being here... Finally, on the 3rd day, I was summoned to be interviewed by Prince. He asked me what I could do to help. I told him I thought there might be some mistake, because I didn't really know how to do anything at all. He said "Everybody knows how to do something, there must be something you are good at. What are you really good at?' I thought about it for a while, and remembered I am an excellent seamstress. I told him I was really good at sewing and designing clothing. He said "Great'. And handed me a thick ream of papers, which I was told was the test I would have to pass, to be accepted. Then they gave me a huge, heavy box. I asked what it was. And they said to open it and look inside. Inside the box were thousands and thousands of hooks and eyes, of every size, color, and shape. They were all attached to cards, with numbers, names, and descriptions of what they were to be used for. I was told I had to memorize them all for the test. At this point, I was absolutely sure I had to get the hell out of there fast! I went to try to find my things, and my purse. Finally I got to a big room, and there were 3 old ladies sitting on a large couch. I asked them where my stuff was, and they lifted up the top of the sofa. There were all my things, laid out flat. Then they put the top of the sofa back down, and sat back down on it. I could not pay for a way to get home, because they would not give me my purse with the money in it. So I realized I would have to get a ride home. I began asking everyone for a ride - but no one heard me... Somehow I finally got home, but it was not the same home. It was a new place, and my mother was moving there. She did not have much of anything there, and I would have to help her find things to furnish the place with. My dogs were both there. Foofy was dying... Annie was older. (My 2 dogs)