The first half of the dream took place entirely with maps. My father and I were doing voice-overs. We were arguing about where I was going to spend some vacation time. I wanted to go to Las Vegas since it was only 68 miles away while he was dead-set against me going to Las Vegas. Our voices raised and soon the scene shifted from the road maps which were slowly getting covered in green magic marker to the kitchen back home in New Jersey. Upon seeing him my blood really boiled where I shouted, "I renounce your name, I renounce mom's name. I am nobody. Fuck you!" As I stormed out of the house like a teenager I realized I already had my own surname.