Date: 8/15/2019
By DaydreamRadio
I'm going to be late I'm sure. I have my longboard and a long, maple wood pole. I'm using it to get into a doorway on my longboard to push myself. However, by doing this, it seems as if I've been injured. There's a girl outside playing with her baby and a small, white poodle. They hear their mother inside asking if they'd like to come eat dinner and go in. I try to leverage myself inside by hanging off the top of the swingset framing the doorway but the flimsy black PVC tubes that make it up nearly collapse under my weight. We go inside which opens up like the house in gattaca. The mother, a skinny woman with a narrow face and long straight hair, is cooking a dinner but some of the boys still don't want to eat yet. They snack instead. She's not offended as they've already eaten quite a bit and pass on her dinner. I'm about to eat a prepackaged snack, but eating it will put us in danger. It summons some kind of beast that will come after me. I don't think I ate it. I feel like I'm kid me in this dream. I have a special bond with the mother here and want to respect her.