Art Show

Date: 10/9/2019

I vaguely remember this dog in this car. I think there were kids too, but I can't really remember. I had done some paintings that were going to be displayed in this art gallery. My mom, aunt, and uncle were there to see my paintings and the others. They were in this crowd on these like bleachers while I sat at this table in another area like way across from them. I remember it was taking a while for the show to start, and although they were far away from me, I could hear my aunt saying she just wanted to go in and see the paintings. I remember at one point seeing the state legislator for which I interned. He was like a part of the show coordination or whatever. It was random. Anyway, finally they let us in, and my uncle was suddenly by my side, and he grabbed my wrist really tight, and we started walking together. After a minute or so, I said kinda jokingly, but I was serious, "I'm kinda losing circulation here." He then let go of my wrist. That dream ended before we went in. I remember seeing a glimpse of the paintings in the gallery, but it was just what I was picturing, and I didn't actually experience going in. They were colorful.