fancy macaroons

Date: 8/27/2019

going on a trip i got boarded a train at the airport and as soon as i walked on, i saw that i left my suitcase on the platform and i wasn’t allowed to go back and get it. i had to watch as a customs lady took it away while i was literally a few feet from my suitcase and could easily have grabbed it. i had to wait the whole flight and get it from customs or something at the end rather then just bouncing off the train, getting the suitcase, and then coming back on now i’m at my destination. tropical hotel. i ran into mr miller in the lobby at a ridiculously fancy macaroon stand. we were discussing how decadent and gorgeous all of the pastries were. somehow, i felt strongly in my dream that this was the second time i encountered him on a big trip. wack. jude was there, and he complimented me on being smart while i was telling him about the different macaroon flavors. i was flattered and made a joke and his mom, my mom, mr miller, an he all laughed. but then i ate one of the gorgeous macaroons and it tasted like herbs and absolute shit and i had to do what i could to hide the fact that i just bit into macaroon hell. so i made jokes about it and everyone was entertained. after that, i was on my way somewhere (school? a meeting?) and i was walking under some tarp (like in new york city, where lots of the streets have construction traps going on) when i saw a bunch of chutes. i saw caleb h drive around the corner in a white range rover, park in an alley, and secretly go down a chute. we were going to the same place, so i figured that must be a time saver. i went in and got horrendously stuck. my body was like an exorcism. terrifyingly bent and i was so so stuck. i started to cry. then my alarm woke me up for school.