We were having a class party at school and I was walking up the middle-school hall to get to Mr. Schwartz's room and I heard country music. After I said "I hate country music," Mr. Schwartz came up behind me with a little radio that played it and I started to run, but he was chasing me with the radio. I kept hiding in corners between lockers, but I couldn't tell if he was behind me or if he had stopped.
I also dreamt that I was driving somewhere alone to meet with my class in a far away place (I think it had something to do with the Israel trip), and I felt that I was lost. Then, I found a Bronycon or something and parked in this little town-like area with pony stuff everywhere. It seemed to be decorated to look like a ponyville-like village with bright colors and shops and stuff. There was one little shop that looked a bit like the top of the Taj Mahal but it was Rarity's boutique colors and the sign said "Gala." And there were some dresses displayed outside. There was also a stand with three stacked round tables full of pony plushies and a table with masks. I was excited to explore, but everyone was cleaning up as if the event was over and I tried to look at everything before it was all packed up. I also felt very late to where I was supposed to drive.
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AléatoireZombie and alien invasions, animals and mermaids, strange and whimsical adventures, and references to pop-culture. Sometimes scary, sometimes enchanting, always intriguing, dive into the fantastical realm that is my dreams!
