I had the strangest dream last night/this morning, I was at this concert, in love with this guy, but I had a baby that wasn't mine at all, who looked like she was maybe 10, but was the size of a 3 year old. For some crazy reason, everyone wanted to hold her and dance with her, but I kept having to leave and change her diaper. But every time I would leave the stadium to get to the restroom, I'd end up by the beach, where the guy I was in love with was scraping this weird odd, shimmering shiny stuff off rocks, while zombie-esque guys, that I think were called Adamantists, or something strange, were trying to kill them. I woke as I was riding back through the concert audience in a cabbage cart from the 1400s.
I have no clue what this dream is about, but it was so crazy.
I have no clue what this dream is about, but it was so crazy.