Austin, Texas.
Potato Puke:
Me my sister Kelsey and our Dad are all in a grocery store walking down an isle headed to the checkout. The place has warm lighting, very bright but warm. We are getting groceries for our our big move so have many bags. We pay for our food/drinks and head to my sisters car. We put the groceries in her trunk and then got into her car. This part was strange I know I was sitting in the front seat but so was my Dad and Kelsey, only they would alternate who was in the back of the car instantly. Soooo my Dad was driving with my in the front pasenger seat and were about halfway home when Kelsey (who was just in the back seat) was now driving and saw that the back trunk of her car was open and the groceries might have fallen out.
My dad was now driving again as we parked the car in the middle of the street. We all got out of the car and and saw that we might have lost some of our food. They seemed only a little upset.
Somehow my bike was also attached to the back of the car so I decided to ride home instead of help them pick up the groceries. I have never rode my bike home from that area, it is somewhat far but I think it is a good idea.
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| perfect context, wish it was me. |
Next thing I know is I am riding around in my neighborhood and am now suddenly very conscious of time and that I may be late. (I needed to be at my old job at eleven o'clock the following morning) I saw the clock said 10:57am and I freaked! I went home on my bike in moments was inside telling my folks I was late, and needed to get there. They were not too worried.
I was telling them I had only a few minutes to get there in the kitchen when my little sister S walked into the room eating mashed potatoes. I became distracted from my worries when I saw S was eating a little of potato off her spoon then spitting the rest out over the kitchen counter. She kept doing this and was just eating some potato off a spoon and spraying the kitchen with the parts of the potato she didn't like.
I asked her what she was doing and she told me she just wanted the tasty parts. She said that like it was obvious.
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| po-tay-toes |
So a strange weird funky dream. I think this shows some anticipation and worry I have for my future relocation. I will keep you updated on dreams to come.
peace,
-Taylor
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