I was at a concert. As I was walking in I took one of my blue glasses (of which I only have six) and threw it away, thinking I could get it again after the concert. As I was walking out I realized I didn't have the glass and I had to dig through the garbage to find it. I was frustrated because Dave would find out and we wouldn't have enough glasses. My co-worker's boyfriend was in the dream. I met him and we talked for a while. People were getting in their planes to go home. They were on the street, just as cars would be.
Friday, June 20, 2008
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