Okay so I had this dream last night that this guy I really asked me out. I was hecca excited, and so I started to get ready and stuff. Anyways, while I was getting ready, the guy pulled up in his car, and I wasn't ready and so I started to stress and rush getting ready, anyways, by the time I was ready he had left. So I go to find him, and he's out a couple houses down, just hanging out with the group we were gonna go out with.
Ugh it definitely wasn't real, but dang it stressed me out. Like wow, I've got PTSD 😂 Never gonna be late again.
Also, I'd like to give a shoutout to my subconscious for giving me socially terrifying nightmares 👍🏻
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