… last night I dreamed of going to my childhood home. I drove & had a difficult time parking (parallel & couldn’t get close & even with the curb). My Dad was in the passenger seat. I walked right on in. Everything from ceiling to floor was red green and yellow. Like confetti. Even the furniture. The energy in the apartment was bad. My mother and sister were there and their energy was bad. My mother was afraid of her. I tried several times to speak with my mother but she wouldn’t commit to a conversation in fear of her. I eventually left since I couldn’t the nostalgia outta the dream/apartment I was hoping to get. Not sure what happened after that!
Nikki In a Nutshell 