Dream Journal
Mom and I were at the store looking for bath stuff. All of the aisles had been moved around and had new items on the shelves. Everything was very interesting to look at, but the bath salts and scrub and stuff was nowhere to be found.
After walking past all of the linens and towels, I found the bath section; it was teeny tiny had barely had anything. I looked at the top shelf at all of the natural sea sponges, and told a little girl on my left that I needed a small non-sea sponge to put on my eyes at night. A store employee appeared on my right and told me that they were located in the previous aisle, when I had just been there and knew that, in fact, they weren’t.
Themes: Market