It gets to the point where I’m like “where are we going???” This is my section And I can hear the song starting.” When we look at the ticket we realize I was already in the section and we turn around and race to make the second verse. And the dream kinda just ends…
Last night:
I dreamt that Rheta,JP and I were going to see a show at the San Antonio Staples Center in Stone Oak. We were trying to decide wether to see Gwen Stefani or Mariah Carey. Of course Gwen is much much cooler stylistically an more my taste personally
Pretty sure it’s a work vehicle because it’s like the vehicle someone would drive if they’re on mission or safari. Like a brown military truck with the top cut off. We get in and she drives me alllll the way to the other side of the parking lot away from the building.