Caterpillarmind's Dream Journal

My dream journal.

Not lucid.

I was looking at some water from a bridge. Many things are going on around me. I end up in a cafeteria. I'm in line the lunch line and there are secret agents serving food asking the students if they drink alcohol. I say no and they ask if we smoke cigarettes. I say no and then laugh and say, "but i do smoke some nice natural stuff" (referring to weed). They look at me and don't say anything. I leave and look for a place to sit. I realize I don't know anyone and start to cry because I don't want to sit alone. I woke up crying.