Dreams I’ve Had #1
There was an exercise cult where they were really mean to you but gave you cute workout outfits–some people escaped but I just wanted the shirt that went over one shoulder. My mom wanted to join, too.
I was having bowls of cereal with ice cubes and telling Tj that it was weird but the ice cubes tasted good.
My mom looked like a monster from behind: she had all these weird muscles.
I was finally led down an all white corridor and NOT given workout clothes because what I was wearing was good enough.
I found out they were just doing yoga and I got paid to do it.