I was in a building with others, performing gig work.

We would book hotel rooms, set up dining areas, and arrange food for celebrities at events.

During this dream, my spirits reminded me to remember a dream with the same context.

I remembered it from when I was younger.

It involved my Boss Dada.

I was doing the same gig work.

My Boss Dada knew who I was.

And he watched me the entire time that I was at the event.

He watched me as I made my way over to him to pour him a drink.

The way that he looked at me, his expression.

He made me feel like I had done something wrong.

He made me feel guilty.

Now, back to the current dream that I was in.

The events would go on for a week or so.

And of course, some of us workers would hook up.

I specifically remember being with a male co-worker from my dream with my Boss Dada.

Oh… that’s why he was upset with me.

Lol…

We were told that the next event would be more than a week long.

So, I left and picked up an older black lady and her grandsons.

I was dating the older grandson.

I dropped the old lady and the younger grandson off at the doctor’s office.

“I’m removing some of the tip.” She told me, and I nodded my head in agreement.

I was Ubering and had dropped her off late for her appointment.

The grandson that I was dating tried to give me some money to make up for the tip difference.

But I declined.

We left them and went to get something to eat.

We were in a food court, walking around.

I was all up on him and hugging him.

I told him that I was going to be out of the state for over a week for work.

And that I needed some dick to get me through until I saw him again.

Lol…

END DREAM

MESSAGE

Twice, I’ve been dreaming, and my spirits will tell me to remember a dream similar to a dream that I’ve had in the past.

MY BOSS DADA

—If he chooses my path

He’s going to be possessive and jealous over me.

“That’s my pussy.”

Well, come the hell on then!

Because it’s starting to look like another situation like G’ No Money’s.

No communication, nothing…

So, I’m losing hope in it.

But it’s cool.

Because I understand how this works.

It’s disheartening, though, because they’re all rejecting me.

I don’t know who that guy was, but it was a sexual connection.

I couldn’t keep my hands off of him.

So he’s going to be doing something right.

I’m not doing deliveries anymore.

But, it seems like I’m going to start back again in the future.

And I’m going to meet this man when I do.

Or what I got from it when I woke up was that I would like to start a business like that.

I’m going to look into it.

I keep pulling the card for a new career.