Dream Interpreter AI™

A Colorful Taste Test Adventure

I was with my oldest brother, his wife, and their two daughters. The girls were very young again, around 4 and 2 years old. The older daughter Carson and I are in a candy store. The colors are really bright and every candy in the world is there, floor to ceiling. Carson and I pick out lots of different chocolates to take back for a taste test. Carson is getting tired so I have her sit in a little chair in a kids play area while I go to get something like a plain bread or cracker for the taste test. All I can find are cinnamon rolls or lemon bars or other strong flavored breads. I finally ask a woman who looks like a couple different older, overweight women I used to work with and she hands me an unsugared churro. I ask her how much for the churro she says, “People pay me whatever. I got a jar of peanut butter last time”. I tell her I have a couple dollars and will come back with it asap. She doesn’t care, “ No rush”. I want to pay her back right away so I take Carson, the chocolates, and the “bread” back to the place we are all staying (it’s not their real house, but they seem to be living there). I get my 2 dollars and run back to this mega candy mall to pay the woman. On the way I run into local politicians and people who hold offices in town and they all know me. I’m polite but they all seem ingenious and act like they want something. I pay the woman and make my way back to the place we’re staying. I have to go up a cement stair case like to a government building to get to my brother. The family is setting up to have the four horses do the chocolate test. I’m confused. My brother never owned horses, nor my sister in law. Why are the horses doing the testing? Why did I need bread? It’s not like we’re tasting cheese or something. We’re up a few stories and when I look off this big balcony, I see what looks like the main quad from college. My oldest brother and sister in law also attended the same university years before me. There are people who recognize me and yell, “Hey! Where ya been? We haven’t seen you in a long time!” I yell back, “I don’t get out much”. My sister in law comments,” No one calls you by your first name around here. They’re always yelling (last name). Even all those politicians say that.” I shrug. The taste test is set. I’m assigned to handle a horse call Valentine. She’s a hot pink color and very sweet. My sister in law says they’re thinking about selling her because of the weird motions she makes. I put my arms around her neck and feel the motions. She’s trying to dance with me! My brother is surprised and is starting to think they will keep her. He has me take her for a walk while they do the first chocolate taste test. We walk back through this building. Wooden floors. Craft shops. People just ignoring that I’m walking a bright pink horse around. There’s these three college boys walking around. Valentine throws herself at them and lays on the ground. I’m thinking “Oh crap. I gotta get her back now.” I ask the guys to do me a favor and tell Valentine that’s she’s the prettiest girl and how much they like her and would be willing to dance with her and maybe take her to one of the college dances. She flutters her eye lashes at them, gets up, smiles, shakes her mane, and does the whole teen girl flirt thing. I roll my eyes and thank them. I get her back and we go to the testing. The whole family is there and the chocolate is set up in little fluted paper cups like cupcake cups. I’m still wondering why I needed the bread. Valentine bends down and eats all the cups at once. I tell my brother that’s no way to run a taste test. How can she pick out one over the other if she puts them in her mouth all at once. He reassures me it will be okay and they will probably keep Valentine anyway. There is an announcement that there’s a problem with one of the horses. I look down to where the quad was and now’s it’s a huge dirt arena like in rodeos. A guy who’s been assigned to that horse comes to the center of the arena. There is bright blue horse with small Asian elephant ears instead of horse ears. I think he is the color of Krishna. When I look back at my brother, Valentine is gone and now a bright yellow horse is there. It has a mane around its head that looks like a lion and dark curly hair hanging out of the mane over its eyes. It looks really friendly and my brother says this is the other horse they will end up keeping. I have lots of questions. What is your the color of the fourth horse? Was the blue horse the first to do the tasting? What problem is there with the blue horse? Or is the problem with the fourth horse? Why are we feeding horses chocolate anyway? What’s with all the bright colors? Is this like some My Little Pony thing? I wasn’t around anyone who played with those? Last thing I remember is lucidly wondering if my brother is okay.