"Somebody stole my jacket....!"

I had this dream July 19, 2006. I was traveling with this pimp guy. He was like this street person and reminded me of my Uncle Eugene. This pimp person made his money by selling dope. I was sort of "with" him, tagging along. My Uncle Eugene doesn't look like this.

We had these really nice expensive coats right out of the cleaners. They were like these "Pimp coats" (Men's jackets) , the furry kind or just expensive. I didn't feel comfortable in these coats as I was dressed nicely but wearing blue jeans.

My partner at one time, was dressed in white, a white hat, white fur coat, white boots, but my partner was two different people.or maybe there was actually two different people. The other one looked more formidable, more martial and reminded me of Ed B's ( though he doesn't quite look like this) son.

Before this dream, I dreamt, my step-father, "Ed B'" was back in the house with us on Belvedere. My mother had a falling out with Ed, so she asked for his ring back, and his other jewerly as well. Then she was going to pawn his stuff on us. Like we kids, was supposed to cash his stuff in and keep the money. I couldn't.

So at the end of this (first part) dream I'm back with the Pimps (one is reminds me of Ed's son, Mika) , and we got these coats. I decide on one that's not too flamboyant, that I can wear.. But I really wanted in this dream to fit in, to be one of the guys, but the coats weren't me, I also don't want to offend my dream friends


I have leave to go somewhere and I ask and hope that my pimp friend (mika) will hold the jacket for me till I come back...And he can keep the rest of the nice coats. Mika in my dream and in reality reminds me of this fellow, Huey P. Newton.

When I return He tells me , the jacket I gave him was gone. I suspected that he kept it and decided to keep it from me, nevertheless there's nothing I can do. Now I'm stuck with at least one of the undesirable pimp coats. At the same time I feel a sense of regret that I'll never fit it, that I'll never change. My partner (Mika) was a very street wise person (in the dream) person that could survive on the streets. The area we were hanging out in was a very run down low socio-economically depressed area in a city..like maybe on of those cities in East L.A., but Mika or somebody stole stole my jacket.