I had a dream that I was in a car with my mother and father, driving down a road that seemed like it was a figure 8, crisscrossing each other. Along the side and in the middle of these lanes were redwood trees. I remember that we almost hit one of them while driving down the road.
Another dream, or a later point in the current one. I was in an almost empty apartment, with my mother and a couch and an end table. My mom was saying that my dog seemed comfortable here. And that when my mom had to go somewhere that my dog had stayed in this apartment with some friends of hers.
This dream then turned pretty cartoonish, where there was a fly who had the ability to open a lock, or eat though it. The locks were attached to floating carrots, and the fly was eating though the lock and giving the carrot to my dog, who would then eat it. The fly then ate more locks, letting the carrots fall to the floor. It then started to count, 1, 2, 3, to the number 10. The locks were then ground down into these monsters, or more flys and said "Get ready to run" and started to chase my dog.
Thats about all I remember.
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