Puffin

Type: Regular dream.
Lucidity: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10
Vividness: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10

This dream began with me walking towards a gas station. It was on a long strip of highway, with a few shorter, run-down city commercial buildings, like pawn shops and such. A few generic cars passed by. It was early in the morning, and I somehow knew I was on my way to school. But I was stopping at this gas station for breakfast.

Outside, it looked like an average gas station, with a parking lot and a pump; then there was the convenience store a bit further back into the property. I walked inside, and noticed that part of the building was a generic gas station interior with snacks and other groceries, and part of the building was a Subway restaurant. Where the Subway restaurant was, there was just an empty space with tiled flooring and restaurant tables. I stayed in the main gas station part. There was a counter with coffee pots, and different bags of bread. I was looking to make an Egg McMuffin, which someone could apparently do at this place. There were at least four different bread bags and I started looking through them to see which one had English muffins. Three of the bags had plain bagels, but the third had two English muffins left in it. The one I took out looked normal, but it had a slight tear in it, as if someone had ripped it. I didn't care.

I turned around and walked to the other side of the store, where there was something that looked like a doughnut shelf from Tim Horton's. There was back bacon and pre-shaped cylindrical eggs in them. I took one of each and put the sandwich together.

I exited the building, not paying.