The Kestrel's Dreams

July 24, 2014

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Indoor Market

I was at a large indoor market; it was set up like a Goodwill or something, or even like a big market in Thailand; everything was all over the place, and it was like a maze. In the back, there was a room where you couldn't get past the entrance without a huge ad flashing across a screen in front of you. There was a mechanism that detected whenever a person entered. But actually, it detected the carts. I figured out that if you didn't roll a cart into the room, or if you rolled it in just right you could avoid the tracks that detected the wheels. So I was in this back room, ad-free, looking at the different school supplies that were for sale. They had all these fancy tools and equipment, and games and notepads and pens and all sorts of office supplies that teachers would need. It was awesome. They had plain-Jane ones as well as crazy-colorful-patterned ones.

I got a text from my mom, and left the room sadly (I didn't have any money so I couldn't buy any of the awesome things) and found my mom somewhere near the middle of the market. She was getting some brown eyeliner from her favorite brand. I liked the color, too, but when I looked at the package ingredients, I found it had Carmine, which I'm allergic to. So I couldn't use it.

We got in a car (it was a convertible like my mom's but it wasn't quite hers) and started driving home. The driver's side was on the right like a British car, but we were driving on American roads. I found out a teacher at the place I was working was following us (to be clear, this is a fictional character; I don't have a teaching job yet); he pulled up next to us at a stop light and invited us to his house. We accepted, and went to his house. One of my 3rd graders from the summer school was there. She was apparently his adopted daughter, or something? Hmmm. I remember that I had a crush on this teacher so I was talking to the girl about ways to win his heart. She liked me and wanted me to be her adopted mom, so she was helping me devise a plan.





Guys

All I remember from this one is that I was a guy, and I was making out with another guy |D





And the Kitchen Sink

I was in my kitchen, and there was some carrot peels in the drain, so I flipped the disposal switch. But nothing happened... There was that sound of gears being jammed, and so I turned it back off. I peered down the drain but couldn't see much, so I took out the whole sink to see what was wrong. I just lifted it up out of the counter. There was a giant chasm underneath the sink. But the disposal was supported up by the pipes and whatnot. I found out there was a big yellow pitcher in the disposal, so I lifted it out and tested the switch; it worked. I put the sink back in place, and did some dishes.