Dream Journal 2: Dog in Bubble

I dreamt about our dog. She was in a bubble flying in the air. There were many other bubbles flying, some with people in them and some were empty. The buildings that stand were like inspired by bubble machines and bubble guns with their orange and blue circular structures. 

People can see and touch the bubbles, but that is all there is to it. The people inside cannot be free and they slowly rise to the clouds.

When I woke up, my brother had told me that our dog had passed away. The dream was certainly a sign that she now rests in a better place.