Weird dream, somewhere between July 22nd-25th because I'm an idiot that forgot again:
This has to be one of the most sad-happy dreams I'll ever have, for several reasons.
1. My mom was there
2. My best friend was there (with her younger sister)
3. I was back in London UK
4. We were all in London together, and I got to show them around and visit all the awesome things I know about
There was a whole ordeal about me missing the flight and just waving it off saying, "It's okay, I'll just catch the next one," like I was just waiting for the bus, and when I got there, something about needing a SIM card for my phone, insisting that I get it from the same place as my best friend, and it was only sold in a massive package with a bunch of other unnecessary dollar-store items.
I'm happy I had the dream, but I'm sad because two of the three people passed about 10+ years ago now. Yes, I like to think it's them visiting me, but it doesn't make it hurt any less when I wake up.
