Good lord, my dreams decided to be multiple levels of uncomfortable last night!
First it started off pretty classic. I was in school again, having to take a test I didn’t study for. I think it was poetry of all things...
And then I was at “work”, except it wasn’t my workplace, but my coworkers were there, and I had to deal with a “sexual harassment” issue against myself, which wasn’t really sexual harassment, and has never, every happened to me in real life.
And then I ran into this dude who I didn’t recognize, and he started hitting on me, and then tried to steal my stuff! But he was stealing, like, my plushies and my baby blanket? But I caught him and told him that if he took my baby blanket, my mom would kill him (and she totally would).
It was all so freakin’ weird.