||[Nov. 11th, 2007|01:57 pm]
Last night I dreamed I was back in first grade. It wasn't a total flashback dream in which one seems to belong there, I remembered being much older and was a bit confused that I suddenly had to be six or seven years old and go back again, but nobody else seemed to think much of this when I raised the point. Also, everyone had a notebook but me, a fact which I found even more devastating than being zapped back to grade school in the first place.
I also dreamed I was at some sort of outdoor gathering on a grassy field. People were all set up and selling food out of their cars, which were parked all over the place. When you went into one of the cars, it was like a present-day version of the Doctor Who episode "Gridlock," in which people literally lived out of their cars. I remember for some reason stealing a chocolate-mint mousse type of cake from some other car and running it back to my family, slicing pieces for everyone with my bare hands.