Today is the first of three days the OAs have off. We just finished session 3, and we are exhausted. I woke up at 9:30 after going to sleep at about 12:30. In the last hour or so of my sleep I had many dreams of varying location and conflict. Here is what I remember:
I'm at 54 and the place is spotless. The 7 couches in the living room have turned into 3 couches that are positioned perfectly. (Do I remember how? No.) There was also another auxiliary room which we made perfect for hanging out via free furniture, though it wasn't specified if they were from Craig's list or not (they probably were.)
Then suddenly part 2 began!
I was hanging out with a girl from a Geneseo sorority who, I think, was trying to recruit me. I wasn't opposed since I enjoyed our hanging out and figured maybe being in the group would entail more of this. It didn't matter to me in the dream that a) I am a senior and b) I don't want to join one. Irrelevant. We drove around Geneseo, I think we were going up Court St yet when we got to the top North St was populated with businesses. I am pretty sure we were in pursuit of iced coffee - she recommended a place I had never been. We went, and suddenly I was in part 3.
Part 3- I went grocery shopping in a really nice grocery store that had lots of international yet still cheap and fresh products. Kind of like a mix between Trader Joe's and Ace Endico, a restaurant distributor my parents like at home. So I was in the cheese section and all they had were giant cheese wheels which I deemed inappropriate for my purposes. I was looking towards some Gouda when I was stopped by a man claiming to be from the Netherlands. He said in the Netherlands Gouda is for old people and if I really want a good cheese I want _____ (pretty sure it was in Dutch.) Then I was surrounded by other Europeans, one from France, one from Holland. They were all arguing about which cheese I should get and which one's the best - one agreed that Gouda was for old people and I didn't want it.
After this episode I meandered over to the check out and prepaid for a few groceries. I wanted the biggest iced coffee they had (sounds like me) so the lady pointed to where they are and said they are in pink packages, and then charged me accordingly.
The next part of the dream is spent searching for the iced coffee. I finally got to the dairy/coffee drinks refrigerator and was then looking for a huge pink package; there was nothing. I scanned the whole fridge many times and finally decided to ask an attendant nearby, who informed me that they had just sold their last one. Disappointed and gyped out of a refreshing beverage, I woke up.
I am posting it because it was very long and illustrative.
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