This morning my dream was really freaky! For some reason, I was going to perform a dance with Cindi's daughter. We had the shoes and the costume, but neither of us knew a dance. We were supposed to get together and create one, but Cindi's daughter was not really into it. She kept going off and doing other things. I finally went to tell Cindi that her daughter wasn't even trying to help come up with a dance, so I wasn't willing to get on stage and perform, as it would only serve to make me an ass. She said that was ok, she was genuinely ok with it. Then she said she really didn't wand to have her daughter involved once she heard Health and Welfare would be contacted. I don't know why, but apparently I had contacted them to complain about the non-compliance of the non-dancing child.
Why would I dream nonsense like that?
All that Ails
10 years ago
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