Them Dreams are only in your head

 Sugars 114th Dream:

I woke up from a dream this morning that shook me to my core. In it, I went to the gym carrying a bulky TV and a bright yellow purse, all while wearing crazy striped socks and inappropriate heeled black sandals. As I headed to my car, I suddenly found myself in the kitchen of a filthy restaurant. I opened a door that seemed to lead outside, but instead I wandered through a maze of dark, empty garage-like spaces. There was no one around.

Eventually, I made it to the exit, but I suddenly lost all strength and coordination in my legs. Still holding the bulky TV, I fell to the ground. I couldn’t see my car, realizing it was in front of the gym, now two buildings away. At that point, I was practically crawling. All I could think about was calling work to let them know I’d be late.

Then I woke up, relieved to find I could walk, because everything had felt so real. I thought about how this might actually happen to people. I also realized I needed to have a chat with my dream self about wearing sensible shoes and not bringing a bulky TV to the gym. But the striped socks and yellow bag? They can stay!