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I had the weirdest dream last night.
I drempt that I worked at a B&N in Washington, DC, very close to the Capitol. I'm working like I normally would when the power goes out, and the people at the info desk point at the building and tell me to look. I look in time to see the copper dome of my fake building kind of melting and dissolving away in an apparent attack. A coworker mentions the name of a chemical that dissolves copper on contact right at the Capitol building explodes.
So I'm helping this lady look for National Geographic for Kids magazine, in the dark, and I go to the back. Posted on the bulletin board is a "missing" flyer my coworkers have created for me. Apparently, I was also in the Capitol building when it was attacked, and my coworkers have gathered up a reward for my safe return. The poster has a picture of me in an airplane seat.
I go back out on the floor and tell the lady we're out of that magazine. Then I wonder how I can be missing when I'm at work, and I think I might be dreaming [in my dream].
Unfortunately, I'll never know how the dream ends because work called and the phone woke me up. I never ever remember my dreams so I was surprised that I remember this so vividly.
I drempt that I worked at a B&N in Washington, DC, very close to the Capitol. I'm working like I normally would when the power goes out, and the people at the info desk point at the building and tell me to look. I look in time to see the copper dome of my fake building kind of melting and dissolving away in an apparent attack. A coworker mentions the name of a chemical that dissolves copper on contact right at the Capitol building explodes.
So I'm helping this lady look for National Geographic for Kids magazine, in the dark, and I go to the back. Posted on the bulletin board is a "missing" flyer my coworkers have created for me. Apparently, I was also in the Capitol building when it was attacked, and my coworkers have gathered up a reward for my safe return. The poster has a picture of me in an airplane seat.
I go back out on the floor and tell the lady we're out of that magazine. Then I wonder how I can be missing when I'm at work, and I think I might be dreaming [in my dream].
Unfortunately, I'll never know how the dream ends because work called and the phone woke me up. I never ever remember my dreams so I was surprised that I remember this so vividly.