I dreamt that I pulled off the sandal and kissed the sole of my daughter’s foot. Judging by its size, she was about fifteen. Feeling that her foot was not clean, she tried to pull it away. Of course, it was not dirty at all. When I woke up, it was morning already. The only sole of the foot I ever kiss is my beloved’s. And I do it regularly. She tries to pull it away whenever I start kissing the sole of her foot, except if she has just come out of the bath. Besides, my daughter was only seven the last time I saw her. She is nineteen right now. But my beloved is only six years older than my first son. So, she must have been the daughter in my dream. By the way, kissing the sole of her foot is only an endearment on my part. It has no sexual connotations whatsoever. Whence the mix-up in my dream, no doubt.