Dream 1-31-14
My friends Aaron, Matt and I decide to take in a movie. On our way to the local theatre, I tell them that I need to pick up my sunglasses at a gas station nearby. They drop me off at the door. I walk in to the station and walk toward the sunglasses display rack. I left my personal glasses here a few days ago.
I can't find them. I find out that the station sold them today. I'm upset but I still need a pair of sunglasses. I start to browse the selection. I find and try on the strangest pair of glasses I have ever seen. In fact, the glasses look like they're made from a large soft pretzel. Dream ends.
I wake up.
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