My old piano teacher FF, who was one of the first adults I ever felt really good about being around, was there. He was talking about her also connecting with me really well.
I was wondering if we were going to sort things out and clear my aunt's house. I thought I would be good at helping with that. In life she owns an apartment but not a house. I started to get the impression from my mom that that would happen another day. (Aunt J is a dad-side relative.)
At the close of the dream, I was thinking about the way that things trapped in amber live forever. They look like they're flying.
Soundtrack to this dream: Cuts You Up