blanchardw94

The dream starts off on the outside of a store front. I was with my best friend Andrew Carder and he was trying to convince me to go into the smoke shop. I was being reluctant because I am not eighteen and I thought I saw my football coach in front of the store. Next thing I know I am in the shop, I don't even remember walking in. I was walking in the back of the store looking around and I see a section divided from the rest of the smoke shop by a wall. I look behind the wall and there are pipes made of hallowed out balls of glass. I turn around and face the last isle of that side of the store. There seems to be a good amount fog coming from that Isle. The next thing I remember is that I am walking in the front of the store and I see an isle that sells school supplies like computer ink and composition paper and stuff like that. I run into a group of dads with their sons and one of them asks me where the printer ink is. The other father sarcastically says "like he knows where it is". I pointed the first father to the ink isle and I told the sarcastic father "I guess I do know where the ink section is asshole. I then woke up.(That night I got 10 to 11 hours of sleep. I went to bed with a full stomach.)