Dreams and interpretation.

Dreams are the bane of my life.My dreams amaze me .When my son was born I dreamt a whole life story of a man with my sons name.The day he met his wife,his work as a photo journalist during WW11 ,his childrens births his sons death in a motorcyle crash his grand son helping his gran clear out his things after he had died .Honestly I can still remember all the names and places and the tablecover his wife had bought as a gift for her friends wedding the day they met un the rain on a wet Friday afternoon.I was so freaked out by it I tried to find him in records in the Michtell Library in Glasgow .Alas he wasn't there .

Last night I dreamt I was dead and a friend met me sitting round a corner and told me I had arrived too early and to go home .My head does strange things.Glad theres other people who have odd night experiences .It can be unnerving though

Perhaps it was a reflection on your perception of those who don't think they need to follow the rules made for lesser mortals? Princess Margaret is no longer around to teach anything to, but there are plenty of people in high places who feel themselves powerful enough and entitled enough to make up their own rules and could do with learning some lessons. The newspapers have many examples.

Were you successful?