In my dream I came to the realization that I my mom and my brothers feeling and emotions are not the same. I was feeling some type of anger and attachment at myself and through a red corvette which I and my mom were drawn to. My mom was wearing a stripped shirt and I could see her body in the corvette bending a corner. They was mad because I could just sell oils not comply like Keenan and that to me made my mom furious. I was scared to feel how mad she was at me for picking a different road, in this case it looks like the road in mozley park where I was yesterday selling oils. As this red corvette with black and white stripes pulls around a corner in my dreams I feel tied to it, even though it makes my mom angry and I feel a spirit of competition from my brother. The car appears to be heading from a gazebo, into a street like thousands found off of mlk but I appear to be looking left and there is a brick wall there as well on my left and the cars right. Mom actually is not there but I feel her sense and neither is Keenan but I feel him as well. However I still very scared at how mad they are for me driving this corvette. Well I’m the prospector, the gold digger. And I just felt there was a mistake that I was making in a way. Which is irrational. Too many entangling thoughts and emotions in my mind still- creating baggage that is what is truly holding me from growth. In my dream I dreamt I had a red Ferrari and a black and white or rather gun metal gray Lamborghini as well as a Porsche 912. I dreamt about racing them similar to Mr.c but thought that that activity was outside of my lifestyle.