I usually don’t remember most of my dreams. For once I remembered my dream from last night. I’m surprised I even remember it. It’s nothing that interesting. I just wanted to document it in my blog.

My Dreamcatcher

For some reason I was at a store catered to young women (Like Forever 21) with my boyfriend and some of my friends. I was at the cash register after I had picked up a handful of jewelry. When a friend asked me why I bought all of that, I said they were supposed to be given as gifts. I think my dream went that way because two weeks ago I picked through jewelry for my friend’s birthday. :p

So anyway, I was at the cash register trying to pay for my items. I think the cashier was telling me the store policy and her speech included the fact that credit card was fine. When I took my wallet out, she said credit card was not fine. For some reason I got very angry and confrontational, raising my voice (I’m never like that IRL, I just submissive say…oh…okay….haha). “Why would you say it’s fine if it’s not fine then?! You said that just a few seconds ago!” The cashier girl got flustered and brought out the manager to speak to me. The manager chided the girl about the situation, told her just to let me use my credit card, and left.

I took my credit card and license, putting it on top of my wallet. At that moment, a young woman was running and bumped into me, making me drop my wallet on the floor. I picked up my wallet and looked at her. She seemed apologetic, and then smiled at me nicely. “Here,” she said, pushing a small bag (like a makeup bag) at me. “Keep it.” I looked inside the bag and it had a bunch of goodies. I looked at after the girl speechlessly, since it seemed like such a kind act for a mistake that was so minor, with her smiling at me still. With that she ran away, and I contemplated running after her to return the bag since I didn’t think I should keep it. But it was too late already, so I let her go and turned back to the cashier to pay. Of course, my credit card and ID were missing. I couldn’t pay for any of the jewelry and left with my friends, angrily ranting about it.

Moral of the story is, don’t accept nice gifts from strangers who smile too nicely at you, and if your wallet falls after you are bumped into, make sure your crap isn’t stolen. :p