I cant remember the details of my dream. But There's this group of people, a middle-age man seems to be the leader. He's supposed to predict something for me. My mom is there with me. The guy says, it's true I'm leaving for new york and that i will meet a guy there. In my mind, I contradicts and says that it's still Scarlet. But he says no, as if hearing my mind loudly. But I tell myself, to heck, I can choose whom I want to. Anyway, in the reading he continues, I don't understand why they let you become a human now, I should have been a diety which what I thought too. I reply that, "I know, I'm a goddess." and smiles back.The guy has dark hair and mustache. He wears clothe sache or whatever you call it, like the one muslim men wear.