My Dream
Last night I dreamed that I was in a thrift store shopping and I saw Bruce Springsteen enter with a lady friend. I slightly froze up from nervousness but continued shopping. I purposefully browsed to another section of the store specifically so I wouldn't have to be near him and worry about the whole problem of acting normal while a famous person is around. I found this weird segmented plastic curved thing and laid it on the floor to look at it. It turned out that it was the top of a jukebox and you could see through the clear plastic to all the song selections. I was trying to figure out how many and which segments of this jukebox top I could afford when Bruce walked right up to me while I was on the floor. He said something like "Hey, look at that!" And I said something like "It's the top of a jukebox." To which he said "I know. I've been on the lookout for jukeboxes." And I thought to myself why does Bruce Springsteen browse thrift stores for jukeboxes when he has enough money to just buy a brand new one off of the internet or something? And then the dream ended or I forgot the rest.