A dream about shopping
Journal Entry: Fri Jan 25, 2008, 6:19 AM
- Mood:
Mortified - Listening to: Rue the Whirl- Boards of Canada
- Reading: the looks on your faces
- Watching: Nothing
- Playing: Nothing
- Eating: cream of wheat
- Drinking: water
So, there was a bus I was taking with my mom, and we ended up on in an apartment, but it was one in California, (even though we were riding metro). My dad's side of the family came to the apartment, and it expanded into a house. My dad was also there, silent. As my Uncle Dave and cousins ate all the bacon before I could have any, I was sent to go get more. For some reason, Momo and Jeffy-bear joined my party about 20 dream minutes from each other. First, Momo decided she needed to go to the QFC with me. We walked up a hill to the end of the QFC's line, which wrapped once around the building. Jeffy-bear was waiting in line, so we joined him. As we got to the door, Momo handed me the shopping list, told me to remember the bacon, and ran in the tightly packed store. I grabbed a something-farms package of bacon, but it only had 6 pieces, so I got another.
Then a hurricane hit. That's why there was a line. That's why everyone was together. That's why I was sent to get more. That's why Momo ran inside.
I saw a piece of ply-wood flying towards my skull.
I awoke.