Mental Asylum Break Out?

Date: 7/1/2017

First I was staying in this cabin with a bunch of people and we were all dressed up in military uniforms. We were going to war with another cabin across the field from us for some reason. We all had guns and grenade launchers and were trying to blow up the other cabin but they were winning. For some reason after that I ended up in a mental asylum. I was in this room with a little girl in the middle of the night. I was wearing what I had worn to bed that night, a sweater and pj pants, and we were both trying to work on an art project. I was working on a canvas and using a lot of paint, way more than necessary. When I would need to get up and get something I would always make sure to compliment the girl's artwork when I passed her. The art project took forever, I'm not sure if I finished it but my friend Jared came to pick me up. He had his normal Subaru but it was a convertible in my dream. I asked to drive it and he let me but my legs were too short to reach the pedals comfortably, which he made fun of me for. We parked off in the woods somewhere and he lay this old mattress on his car. We lay down and scrolled through my tumblr together and talked.