I was in a parking lot needing to go to the store to pick up a few things. I went into this store and got a bottle of dove body wash, i needed shredded cheese but they didn't have any. this store was tiny, a small refrigerated area, a couple of isle and then an are for non-food products. I checked out and then walked out of the store. I was walking when I seen my old friend, she walked towards me to hug me, we walked together to her small grey car then I parted ways with her.

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Dream Journal
Ficción GeneralFirst part of my dream journal, second part is up and running. Writing down my dreams caused by intense anxiety. Some dreams may be graphic, mature or traumatic.