I dreamt of a purse.

Not exactly a purse but an olive colored (yes I remember the color) shoulder bag, which is exactly what I need desperately in real life. I remember I was shopping with my mom (you could tell it’s a dream cuz in real life that never happens), and I fell in love with this purse. My mom of course represents the cautiousness in me (which I’m positive that I got from her) I guess, said it was ugly, so after a while I started to think it was ugly too. The main while, while me and mom arguing about how was the purse ugly, I lose my current shoulder bag and some gurl found it and she was going through my stuff. I was not very happy naturally, but I didn’t show cuz the gurl was being polite. That kind of reminds me of my appointment with my eye doctor yesterday for a check up. When I got there he was having fun talking to a female patient/customer/client/friend in the showroom. 10 minutes past my appointment time, he showed no sign of stopping so the receptionist went and got him, then he hurried into the exam room and spent 42 seconds with me and very politely sent me off. Naturally I wasn’t very happy because the first time around (before I paid for anything of course), he was a lot more patient and friendly.