dream about gypsing

dreamt about gypsing the whole night.
I fell asleep on sofa already, while watching some movie together with my husband. Now, at this very moment, I can not even recall what is the movie about, not even its title. Thus, that was really a long sleeping night with various dreams and among those dreams, there was one contained 3 phases. A very interesting dream. But certainly, the concept of time was blurred up in it, as usual.
In the first phase of this dream, there was a boy, who was doing talk-show quite successfully with well organized witty remarks and therefore, attracted fair enough followers. The performance was not in the fashion of cross-talking, yet rather in the way of singing, with rhythm. Family scenarios were mingled with shows, going to the shows, talking about shows, or so. Soon it turned into kind of trend and the public fever made one scared if one was not in the picture. Then, I met somebody who came back from somewhere in north and could have possibly got this kind of talent too. That was a girl, whose appearance somehow assembled the image of Ah Xuan, a girl who shared the trip to Tibet with me. She was going to have her talent be tested by the audience. A very simple stage. A lot of faces. Busy.
In the second phase, a whole group of people were stuck in somewhere of Europe and forced to split up due to the fact that no positive sign of surviving. I was looking for chance to open my fast-food restaurant, because there were somebody did so already. The illogical thing was, that my husband was involved in this phase.
The third phase was the most interesting one. The technician of sound and light, whom I once worked with, had opened a secret dentist clinic in some old building and had very good business. But certainly, the clinic was only the disguise or say, the financial support of the stage preparation in future. The tension which was aroused by the sense of secrecy was funny enough.

Other than this dream, there was one plot from another dream, which is also noteworthy. It was an occasion of celebrating something, most probably, birthday. Among the gift, there was a card from my oldest cousin, said, Build up career seriously and cut off all the theoretical experiment. （认真创业，走出书斋试验）. Something like that. It was still sooooo clear when I got up this morning. But now, I am not so sure about the exact words any more. Sure, it could be really true that in the eyes of the others, I have led a life too theoretical.