Dream Journal
A church had a huge function one afternoon that I had attended. The members decided to extend the party into the evening, but no one remembered that Damon had scheduled his recital for that night. I was the only one who remembered, and I worried about it.
When Damon arrived at the church, he pushed the party into the back room and held his recital anyway. Everyone was upset at him for doing this. I had agreed to sit in the nursery and baby-sit for his recital. The nursery had to be emptied of children from the church thing so that I could look after the kids from the recital.
The nursery was huge: it had two levels, a huge computer nook for the kids, and was painted like a giant tree. It was awesome. I hopped into the shower to quickly wash and a little girl kept coming in with questions. I poked my shower-capped head out of the curtain each time to answer her.