We were talking about my mom and the kids. That's about all I got for now. I'll fill in the details after my google call with them. Maybe more will come back then.
MMmm. Nope.
My initial impression was that we were on kind of floating tour of Paradise, going down the main streets in a log ride.
"Have you noticed your mom spends a crazy amount of money on _____ (something grandkid related)," he asked me.
I concurred. In real life, I'd imagine it might be Harry Potter themed Legos, but I'm not sure that's what it was in the dream.
And that's about it. Weak, I know. Why can't I have cool surfing dreams, like my friend J?
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