Mezzanine

So my theory that my dreams get better as the night progresses is ringing true. Well, maybe not better, but I can remember them better.

I was camping. With my old roommates Mike, Stan, Anthony, and Lynn. It was dark out and my dog (who Lynn had to put to sleep three years ago) was there. We were pitching a tent. Someone said that we had to get ready to go to the parade downtown. So we walk over and there are six horses and Stan is getting them harnessed to pull like a flatbed thing that you ride on when you're on a hayride. So I got in and I had Addie with me and then she escaped from a hole in the back of the flatbed. So I stood up and said something like, "well, someone needs to stay here with the dog," and jumped off the flatbed. I chased after Addie but I couldn't find her.

There was something else about being in a grocery store but I can't remember why... and when I left the grocery store I was in a car driving to a neighborhood.