Hmm…weird dream last night. I looked out my apartment at a weird siren and saw the child alert truck. It is a truck that carries huge containters of gateraide and looks for lost children. Weird huh? lol Then things shift, and I’m riding in a horse drawn cart, handcuffed, with another guy. As we go down the street we see hundreds of mexicans sitting on lawns and the sidewalk, handcuffed at the hands and feet, I believe to find the missing kid. I started to get worried for my own safety.
Then I’m in a car, and going to long john silvers down the street, which looks a little different. We order something outside, then I drive literally into the building. They are trying to close and get a bunch of food. I see 3 security people inside, then a fourth comes out, and it’s my friend Chieze. She got super close to me, which was a bit uncomfortable. She showed me a dog tag she found. It same James Adamik, which is a name that sticks in my head because I’m not sure how to pronounce it. I tell her it’s mine, so I look for something to trade with. I had an extra one on me that said Pete and was a red medical alert version that said he could eat chocolate or some military version of it. How weird?!
That’s the end of what I can remember. Very odd though. lol