a teahouse inside my head.

I'll keep this one short.

They were trying to ban vegetables in England (I don't live in England...) and all of the mice were meeting under the bathroom sink to discuss its implications. I don't know how my POV worked but I don't think I was a mouse but there weren't any humans actually involved in the story. It felt like I was just watching it through a window or something.

Closer to waking up my dream was about a party or something (I just get that feeling). Then in the morning my mom tried to wake me up and I was half asleep. She asked me a bunch of times what class I had first and I thought I was responding but I was responding in my dream. When I finally said it out loud I realized I wasn't saying the class (math) but rather tumblr.