Dream Journal Ultimate
Date: 12/25/2022
By briannagio
It’s Christmas morning (in real life too) and it’s very gloomy outside. I’m in the car by myself—probably on my way to Blane’s—and I notice that the roads are surprisingly empty. It begins hailing hail the size of a tennis ball. I’m scared because I’ve never driven in hail, but I’m also worried that my windshield is going to shatter.