Chicken

Sunday night I had a dream, and I woke up to go to the bathroom. To make sure I would remember the dream I talked about it to myself, naming out the colors I saw, and the people and what they were doing and naming out where everything was and then I said to myself, ok, I know I’m going to have another dream so I need to get ready. I did have another dream, but when I woke up, I didn’t remember either of them. But last night  I had a dream.

I dreamed that I was in a Walmart and I was with a young girl in my family. In real life, she is about 27 but in the dream, she was 13 and she had on a light pink coat, and her hair was tied back in a ponytail and she had a Walmart bag in each hand. We had bought chicken breasts and we were returning them. They were in ziplock bags, but there were bags full of fried chicken legs, but when I looked at them she had gone through and eaten all the fried skin off all the chicken. There were maybe 10 grocery bags full of chicken and they were just in the bags, not in ziplock bags.  I looked at her and said, “We can’t get anything for this, you have been eating on the chicken.  I had calculated that we could have gotten about $2,000 for all the chicken we had, I’m sure that was an exaggerated figure, but after everything, we were only getting about $200.  She was still chewing as she held bags in each hand.

Then I woke up

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