Not a Care in the World

Date: 12/12/2017

I remember walking through the mall with my brother, sister, and a few of their friends while feeling really hyper in a rather childish way. Honestly I felt like a kid again where absolutely nothing worried me. When we got outside to the parking garage I began skipping up the ramp. There were a bunch of scary looking guys sitting nearby and blocking most of the way making me feel a bit intimidated. My sister somehow made it ahead of me and was pretty obviously flirting with the most jacked one there. I remember thinking about how she definitely has a body type she goes for and it seems pretty superficial and basic imo but whatever. I also wondered why she was so guy crazy. I felt unsure how to proceed but that fear quickly dissipated and I went right past them. One guy in that same group as my sister (but not the one she was talking to) wasn't too happy and stood up while grimacing at me like he was ready to fight and in my response I smiled and skipped away while singing in a loud baritone voice. Not sure what I was singing but it was in Latin and sounded amazing, like something out of an orchestra. I love singing irl but always feel too shy about doing it in front of people yet here I was not caring at all and wanting the world to hear me. The guy was so taken aback (and probably thought I was insane too) that he quickly stopped coming after me. My entourage was pretty far behind me but I kept going towards the top anyway and once there I began hearing "Smooth Criminal" by Michael Jackson playing in my head. Suddenly his outfit from that video just materialized onto me (you know the white suit with the white fedora and such) and I began dancing my heart away trying to imitate him as best I could. The dream "camera" pulled back where I could see myself in 3rd person and the scene faded into black. I woke up after this feeling pretty good still.