Date: 4/11/2017
By Purple
In my dream, I was in Florida, and a passenger in a moving vehicle. I'm not sure if it was a bus or train or automobile. The skies opened up and a torrential downpour was happening. I was feeling more in awe at the water show than in any sort of danger. Scene changed. I was in some sort of beach or outside public area. I thought I saw my childhood friend Diana, but she either didn't recognize me or ignored me, or it may not have been her. Suddenly I heard a Christmas song starting up (barum pum pum pum, me and my drum). One by one, little girls came out from a small building that may have been a public restroom. Their voices were beautiful, but their faces were not. The smallest and youngest came out first, wearing a hideous light pink lipstick that was not complimentary to her dark complexion. The second girl, slightly older and taller, then came out, also singing beautifully, and also wearing this pale pink lipstick. Then a third and a fourth girl appeared. Each one slightly taller and older than the preceding, each wearing that hideous lipstick. It seemed that the more the girls appeared, the less I could hold back my opinion. But before I could say anything, the dream ended.