Searching For The Center of Everything

(I had plenty of dreams. PLENTY of dreams. I only recall a few of them right now though.)

I'm by Screamer's, a bunch of people pass by in a ship made of logs that sails on land.
Me and Alex are in a blow-up-raft and are floating along the other way, going towards the road.

<skip to the next dream>

At Dunkin' Donuts with Nathan
(I don't work here now.)
I take a broken glazed donut
He gives me another butternut chocolate
Hope, my ex-boss for Dunkin Donuts, walks in the room and she's okay that I'm there.
I think about asking for a job there since DD is back in town somehow.
I wonder about how DD is back in business.
The whole building is now huge, there's tons of tables.
People are gradually coming in. By now there's only one person sitting at a table.
Karen, our old landlord, also is a boss here too.
We're built into the apartment complex.
Hope hands me some clothes, "Some of these are yours that you left!"
I'm walking around and see clothes scattered everywhere, as if it's a messy home.
I find a pair of glasses that resembles mine, sitting on a table.
I take off the ones I have on now and realize that they're not mine. I replace them.
I walk around more and explore this new building.
I find that pile of clothes from earlier that I had set down, and decide to look through it.
"Heeyyy, none of these are even my clothes!" I say in a humorous high-pitched voice.
I walk outside.
With Hope and Karen, we get in the car and leave to go somewhere.

We drive back up and we all part ways.
I come in to the Dunkin' Donuts/Apartment/Bar later with a suit and tie and I look badass and sexy.
People are everywhere, sitting at tables.
I see a girl I know, Sam ____, and I point at her, "Hey you!"
She gets up to hug me and attempts to kiss me in the process as well...
I avoid the kiss, even if she's cute, because I have someone who I love already.
After awhile of hanging out there, I go outside and notice the door doesn't shut all the way...
and if I get it to shut, it doesn't stay that way. Frustrated, I walk inside and say,
"Don't use this door, guys!" Someone replies, "Yeah, it doesn't shut."
I leave it half open and walk outside...
Then my old Golden Retriever runs outside!
I chase her around, trying to catch her, but she's too damn fast.
My Mom appears and tries to catch her too; she doesn't seem too worried.
Another dog appears, maybe my old Chihuahua Pinky.
Then Teddy appears, but he looks very odd and grey and old.
Sedona is still running around the apartment complex when the dream ends..

<I wake up.>

<I fall back asleep.>

Lying in bed, I notice that there's a flat-screen TV where it shouldn't be. A lady is delivering the news.
I'm not in my room... and if I am, it's different. The lights are darker and colder.
I realize I must be dreaming and decide to crawl towards the TV, to crawl inside.
It's extremely difficult to make myself crawl towards it.
I open my eyes and I'm in sleep paralysis.
A figure stands near my bed, just out of the corner of my eye.
I freak out and wake up again.

<I wake up, startled...>
<I fall back asleep.>

Alex, Nathan, and I are driving through where McDonald's usually is, but this time, it's Wendy's!
We pull up to the drivethru and I want two Jr. Bacon Cheeseburgers, but they order before I have a chance to say it and pull up.
Alex orders a Bacon Cheeseburger and a drink and Nathan orders something else.
I'm distraught! They pull up and park and we go inside to eat.
I'm complain, but they don't seem to have much sympathy.
I see the plastic utensils, and look around to see where Nathan and Alex went.
They're sitting down eating, while I wander around the restaurant aimlessly.

<dream skips>

I'm back at the apartment complex... or at least a different version of it.
Each outside door leads to another SUB-apartment complex, with it's own 4 or 6 doors to actual apartments.
The apartments are distorted, and extremely large and long, like warehouses.
I'm inside of one apartment with lots of people I knew from school.
We're all playing with these devices that you attach to either your clothing or your head-
When you think a phrase clearly enough, it will play the voice off a speaker.
We all take turns playing with it:
"There's a snake in my boot!"
"There's a rake in my poot!"
"Pooh! Poot! Poop!"
"Rickets... what? Whoa I can hear myself think!"

We all goof around until, eventually, most people leave.
<dream fades>

(I don't remember the rest, just imprints of memories that have to do with the sky and mountains and sunsets. It looks like the sun is setting in the
wrong direction.)