(This part actually happened before the first excerpt of this dream journal.)
I had been washed out far into the ocean. But the tide had dried up. I was standing among rows of coral, like waist-high hedges. There were little roads in between them. The shore was SO far away... (It looked like San Francisco in the distance) But I had to hurry and run to shore before the tide came back.
Then I looked behind me and all these cars zoomed towards me on the path. The cars were filled with all the other people who were swept away with me. We were all trying to escape the tidal wave hurdling towards us behind. But it seemed like I was going to get run over, so I jumped onto the pink coral hedge and ran out of the way. But it was sharp and hurt my feet. Along the way, I had to pick up my jellyfish friends. They were in a red milk crate on the hedge. They didn't sting, of course.
sweet dreams
mindy
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