Mah Journal

I was in the car with my mom. We were driving to an art store. When we got there, we went in. It was a brightly lit place, a beige color scheme. There were a few people. The place was small, the shelves little wire racks. I was looking at some acrylic paints. There were little jars of the primary colors. The sign said $9.99 on them. I turned away and looked back at them, thinking that it was a lot, then realized that it actually said 99 cents (of course, I didn't realize I was dreaming -.-).

I was then in the car again, and we were driving to what was apparently my sister's apartment. The place was absolutely luxurious. She was with a bunch of her friends in the living room. They were laughing and talking about something. I went in, and my sister started talking about their plans to go shopping. They said they wanted to go either on Saturday or Sunday. They said that maybe I shouldn't come because they wanted to go to some sex store. This sort of annoyed me, so I asked them why they couldn't go with me today and they could go by themselves at a later time. They gave me some half-assed excuse, and then the dream faded.