once, when i was younger i had this dream that i have never been able to figure out. i still remember it. it was very short and very strange.

So i'm with my mom, and we stop to order pizza, right? well i'm standing there waiting and everything's going fine UNTIL. the dude that took our order came back and starts screaming "NO LUIGI'S ALLOWED! NO PIZZA GUYS IN HERE!!" In an italian pizza-guy accent. and i was like "what are you talking about?!" and he showed me a mirror, and i had turned into one of the 2-d images on the pizza box of that generic little green and red dude. you know, the little short guy with the big white hat and mustache (not little ceasars, just generic short pizza guy). And so, i started to argue with him that HE was a pizza guy and that it was a PIZZA store and he continued to freak out and my mom kind of just stood there the whole time, and when she told me i had to leave and wait out by the car, i turned towards the door and started SOBBING and walked out to the car, leaned on it, looked in on them and continued to cry. i woke up crying. to my mom thinking i was having breathing problems. i mean i was BAWLING in my sleep and when i woke up i felt so silly. i was like "why am i ACTUALLY crying...."