Requesting help with last night's dream...I recently lost who I believe my soul mate....
Dead baby , but wasn't dead just sone kind of illness. Dad, Clarence, holding him in his hand. Being pushed mentally about baby I think. Snapped. A pen turned into a knife. Tried to fight a tall woman, a giant in schematic to me, every punch I hit her with left her unaffected. Baby boy had to get an operation to give him a penis the disease made it start falling off in pieces.felt two bullets in chest, mine. Wondering what was Glenn thinking of as all of this happened to him. The second to last bullet took his life force.question that he would have fought till the end. Song playing in my head...Brandi's have you ever. Before I fell asleep Whitney Houston my love. Decipher please.