In a dream state, the end is rear

b1-66er:

11:15 second sleep

(Today's Break Fast Day, although I have not yet eaten...

Had electrolytes for the first time in several days yesterday [I'm certain they do something encourage/enable/help me remember dreams.])

On with the show...

I'd been reading in a chair just inside the entrance of a grocery store. Not unlike the ones at a video poker machine in a casino. 

I'm not in LV. The climate's wrong. Probably Denver. 

Apparently I had fallen asleep(?) when you called.)

I apologized for being asleep and in a store, telling a joke about it that fell flat. 

I couldn't hear you very well and switched from ear to speaker...

...a young teenage girl had just come in and leaned in a bit to say something snide in the conversatio we were having.

"Here you can talk to him. It's my pal, Smokey. He's used to lifeforms of your kind..."

She sneers at me and mumbles a dismissive line. 

I say, "Isn't it amazing how your phone grocery store interactions with people are just like your real life?"

It starts raining hard enough that the drops coming are under the pedestrian overhang.

You say something I only can ½ hear. It's something like, "You know, I'm WORKING..."

"Well you know I was SLEEPING... And YOU called ME."

Phone call drops. 

[EOD]

I wake up thinking, 'oh geez. Now I've got to call him back.' But my phone's not in my hand. I'm not even in a grocery store. 

Oh geez.

I'm in bed.

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Smokey: So weird. I had the exact same dream except you weren't in a grocery store but a store that sold tack for horses and were wearing a bear suit and waxing on and on about how much you like carrots. I said I wasn't much for root vegetables which appeared to offended you and you screamed "If I had a boiled egg right now, I'd jam it in your face hole!" It was at this point I realized we would be friends for life. Except that that makes no sense at all since I don't like boiled eggs.    

  Ok, so maybe the dream has some subtle differences.