Sydney's Nightly Adventures

I was with J and E, also Sam. We were at J’s birthday party I had to guess, but we were at my mom’s house. It was weird. The only thing we did at the part was walk around in circles on our driveway.
It wasn’t just us at the party; there were also some girls that J didn’t even know.

In the midst of the party, my pastor was in charge of hanging up these gigantic balloons on top of his roof. In the dream, he lived across from us. The balloons were very hard to put up, as he told us later, and they kept falling down.

The balloons looked like giant bugs for some reason. One was a spider, I think another was a bee, and the other I can’t remember.

At the end of the dream, we all crowded around a small table inside a tent outside. On the table was J’s birthday cake. Our pastor was standing there.

As we were all talking and about to eat the cake, the pastor randomly just starts putting salt on the cake. We stop chatting and look at him. He stops. Then he started again, and then it started to get all over it. “Stop.” I said, laughing.
He chuckled, and grabbed the lighter.