lastnite: a dream journal

Mom and I walk into a bar . . .

Mom and I went to a bar (I think I must be having all these "Mom and I in a bar" dreams since we're on the same medication right now) that was having a concert on the patio. There were barricades blocking the pation on three sides; the tour buses (which looked like subway cars with graffiti on the outside of their silver shells) made the fourth. One of the barricades was from Los Angeles, although I have no idea how I knew that. It said it was from the Hilldale Stadium. I wanted to steal it for Kathleen, but I didn't because I'm a good girl, even in my dreams. I went on the tour bus and it became a school bus. I couldn't find anyone who would share a seat with me, so I threw a temper tantrum and sat by the girl who smelled like urine (whose name was Julie in real life, and she didn't smell like urine in real life. She was an outcast though. She's dead now; I can't remember or I never knew what she died of. Two days after this dream, I told Jake what my new medication was, and he had a friend named Julie who killed herself by overdosing on what I'm on. Great...).