Golden blunders.

My skull feels shitty.
Had a weird and about the most intense dream I can remember ever having. Mom came to visit me in America and I decided to travel back to Brazil, just to visit. On the way to the airport, packed bags and all, I remembered I can't leave this country until my immigration process is done.
My heart races, I get very scared, but still travel, much like those dreams when somebody is chasing you and you can't really run, as hard as you may try.
Back in Brazil we're sometimes at my mom's place, other at my cousin Arthur's. My cousins all keep telling me that it's alright, that I'll be better off down there. But I'm crying desperately - and I have the feeling I cried in my dream all night long - and nothing they say makes me feel more calm. Instead, I get the feeling that no one cares.
I unpack my bags and I have all this food, all this frozen stuff, probably stuff that we only get in America since it was all reddish (Dr. Pepper red).
The last thing I remember was I saying I was leaving the house and getting on a plane, with a terrible feeling of anxiety inside me, like I left something in the oven up here. And the comments I get from them? "Oh sweet, we've got a fridge full of food."