This dream I had was just too weird not to write down.
I find myself trudging into my house after what I suppose was a very long day... apparently at the coal mines. I look in a mirror and my face is smudged with soot and my clothes are black and dirty. I drag myself down the hall to my bedroom and pull back my covers to take a nap (dirt and all) and, between my sheets, I find a large cache of tortilla chips, lettuce, and shredded carrots. And then I yell at the top of my lungs for my mom; she comes down the hall, sees the mess, smiles, and says "Well, the kids just wanted to have a picnic."
I then find myself walking into what I think is a roller rink. Lots of teams are sitting around the rink stretching and talking. From across the rink I see my darling friend Aydan in a turquoise tutu at the same time the she spies me. We run toward each other and and bear hug. We're talking but I don't know what we're saying, but I suspect it's about the tortilla chip salad in my bed. As we're talking our equally darling friend Heather runs up to meet us-- except she's about three feet tall and is tugging on my shirttail in excitement. Then, and old lady from the sidelines says, "They must be seals. Look how they're hugging."
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