What did I eat last night?

So I have the weirdest dreams. This is one from last night.

I am driving down Mt. Misery Rd. headed toward Leland. About a mile before I reach 74/76, I see a HUGE black bear on the right side of the road. It was obviously hurt and laying on its side. Her baby was sitting in front of her belly. I decided I was going to pull the car over and "help" these HUGE freaking bears. Not really sure what I could do, I pulled over just past where the bears were. The kids were in the car, and I left them in the car while I went to assess the situation. The momma had a huge gash on her right hip (she was laying on her left side) and her right leg looked broken. I called somebody, I don't know who it was but it was a man. And by the urgency I took to contact him, he had to be someone who knew how to handle a HUGE freaking bear. He arrived instantly. Like he just appeared out of nowhere. I asked if I could hold the baby bear. It was heavier than my eight year old. Soooo cute and fluffy. The "man" remind me that the bear might bite because it is wild. I didn't care. It was all cuddly like a puppy, licking my face and pawing at my right hand. Then the little shit bit my index finger, but not hard enough to draw blood. The man had the situation under control and I headed to the grocery store.

It was the Food Lion I was enslaved by for so many years, but it looked different. The kids were no longer with me. I didn't get them out of the car, they were not there. The cashiers were wearing red and white thin striped aprons. I went through produce picking up various things and putting them back down, never putting anything in my cart (much like any REAL shopping experience for me). I went through the meat section and did the same thing, picking up packs of meat from the cases in the center of the big aisle and putting them back. I went down a middle grocery aisle. It had baby food and magazines, I needed spices. As I would leave one aisle, it would shift and change, morphing into different grocery items just as I would round the corner to the next aisle. I ended up at the end of the store where the dairy section is and still had not found the spices. My cart was still empty. There was a big pallet of bottled water next to me and I noticed I had a lit cigarette in my hand. One of the stockers came out of the back room pulling another pallet of bottled water and told me the new store manager was coming and I might want to get rid of my cigarette. He took it for me and went into the broom closet. I followed him. It was much more spacious on the inside than it looked on the outside. Kind of like the Tardis, with more red carpet and brooms and lot less Dr. Who. He put the cigarette out on the red carpet, pulled a lever on the wall and the entire floor flipped over revealing a gray indoor-outdoor carpet. Moore suitable for a grocery store than the plush red carpet he had just ruined by putting out my cigarette. (For those of you who do not know, I don't even smoke)I left and pushed my empty shopping cart outside.

I strolled over to the drink machines because I saw a familiar face standing over there. It was my little brother, Chris. He was frustrated because he didn't have a ride and his phone wasn't sending text messages or something. He said he was trying to get a hold of our Dad to come get him. I let him borrow my phone. It smelled like it had just rained. The ground was wet and it was muggy. I saw a rainbow in the sky but it was faint. I wanted to take a picture of it so I asked Chris for my phone back. The rainbow kept fading in and out and Chris was taking his time giving me my phone and I was getting irritated. Once he handed it back to me I had a good clear shot and tried to open the camera app on my phone. I started yelling at Chris, accusing him of doing something to my phone but my phone wasn't working right. All the app buttons were micro small and I could not navigate my phone. He said he didn't do anything. I was pissed. No rainbow picture. I continued to try and get my phone to work when a small plane landed on the side of the store to pick us up. This did not seem unusual at all to me and Chris and I got in and we took off. We accelerated on a very steep incline, high into the clouds. There was only two seats that were connected to each other right behind the wall where the pilot was. there was room enough behind us for another seat just like ours and room enough on the other side of the plane for 2 more seats just like ours. It was all open empty space. The inside of the plane was a dulled silver metal finish. After we reached our height, we journeyed forward for only a few minutes. Then we started on a rapid decline at accelerated speeds that made me lift off of my seat. For some reason I wasn't scared that we may be crashing, just a little nervous because of the speed. Like, I had flown this way before, but was just not used to it.

Upon our rapid decline, I noticed two flying white unicorns out of the right side window. They were side by side and my phone was still acting up so I took Chris'. I videoed them flying by. They were moving way faster than we were. As I handed Chris his phone back I saw another one. As I got my phone to record I only got from the torso back, it was just a blur. Chris could care less. He was at the window on our side of the plane, listening to his headphones while looking out the window. I felt so excited about seeing these creatures. I couldn't wait to show everyone to footage of them flying at super speeds. We landed back at Food Lion on the side of the building we were standing at before we left in the plane. Chris kept on his headphones and I returned to my empty shopping cart and we waited. My dad pulled into the parking lot in the old brown conversion van he used to have 13 years ago. It was the van he used for his painting company. He pulled up to us and Chris got in. I asked if he could give me a ride and noticed the rainbow was still there. He said sure, hop in. I took a picture of the rainbow and got in the van.

~THE END~