The Mind is Power; My Dream Journal

So I'm driving up to Sterling to see a movie. With my mom, I guess. And for some reason a few other friends are there: Lawrence, Austin, maybe Chris. We get to the theater and I don't even sit near my mom. It's a war movie, I think. Afterwords as we are filing out of the theater my mom comes jogging over to me and I go to give her a hug to say thanks for coming and goodnight. She asks if I want to go grab some dinner though. I can tell she wants to just to prolong our time together. I tell her that I can't because it's getting late. So she's sort of disappointed but she leaves anyways.

Then for some reason I suggest going to grab dinner to my friends. They don't really want to go but for whatever reason they say "Yeah, OK." Lawrence is reluctant but eventually caves and Austin seems gung ho to do it. So we split up to our respective cars and decide to meet at a restaurant. I get to the restaurant and realize that I'm still waiting for them. I don't know how I know but suddenly I realize that Lawrence got into a car wreck. And that the police officer on the scene took his sweet time taking Lawrence to the hospital, on purpose. And I'm furious that the man would risk my friends life just to be an asshole.

For some reason I'm pulling into a Wal Mart parking lot. I'm about to hop outta my car and run inside, to buy an ethernet cable of course, when I realize that I forgot the power cable to my laptop at work. I'm instantly annoyed (I'm super paranoid about doing this, in real life) and measure what I should do. Should I run back to work real quick? Leave it there until tomorrow? So I decide to run into Wal Mart real quick and THEN head back and get the power cable. I'm miffed but I go inside anyways and start making my way towards the cables. I hear over the intercom: "Is it OK to still sell it? Do I really have to buy it?" And I pass this guy in the pencil/paper aisle who was actually doodling on all of the sketch paper. And some Wal Mart employee was telling him he can't do that and he has to buy it. As the two guys are talkign I quietly pull out an eraser and start erasing all of his doodles. I remember thinking that I'm helping them but I realize I'm not erasing the doodles 100% so it probably doesn't matter.

And then I'm at the cable aisle. There's a heavier fellow there, obviously an employee--he is dressed in a blue button up and jeans and has a name tag on and is also balding, and a woman. The woman is looking for some sort of cable that has spider mite protection inside of it. For whatever reason the employee asks me if a certain product will work for her and I say, "Yeah, it sure looks like it." As if the item even exists. And then I ask the employee if he has ethernet cables and he rolls his eyes as if that's a stupid question and says, "Yeah."

I woke up this morning and walked around for a few minutes and could not remember a single dream or even a fragment and then suddenly the above all came flooding back into me.