Dream Journal
I was standing in a large shower with Damon, B, Beth, and Dana. The shower was a stall with frosted glass doors. The door opens and in peers B’s parents and a few obscure relatives. B’s dad talks to him a bit about something of utmost importance. Once the conversation stops, B’s dad stares at me.
Feeling my nakedness, I try to cover myself with my hands and tell him he can close the door.