I was at the mall... as most dreams of mine include. I think it was haunted or something with zombies. Anyway, I had to steal toilet paper from ChickfilA because I didn't have the money to buy my own. Emily, Leah, Bekah, Bonnie, Shula, Lauren, and pretty much everyone I worked with at any given time were in the dream. I think Jimmy from the pretzel shop was there, too.
I was going through CDs and was urging back and forth with a Bekah/Bonnie hybrid about how Em had a lot of music. They claimed she didn't.
I also had to run around this huge hotel and find things... mostly people. Part of this bled into the mall parking lot and these kids who went to church with Dave Watt were in a car with fake blood on. My dad was in this part, too. He did something significant but I can't remember what.
And there was something about me acting out the part of a mentally challanged baby. My gram loved my performance.
Jeeze.
I was going through CDs and was urging back and forth with a Bekah/Bonnie hybrid about how Em had a lot of music. They claimed she didn't.
I also had to run around this huge hotel and find things... mostly people. Part of this bled into the mall parking lot and these kids who went to church with Dave Watt were in a car with fake blood on. My dad was in this part, too. He did something significant but I can't remember what.
And there was something about me acting out the part of a mentally challanged baby. My gram loved my performance.
Jeeze.
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i wonder how similar our mall/chick-fil-a dreams are. they often sound a lot like dreams i have had.
sisters.
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