setting: department store.

(for some reason, i'm a young boy in this dream. prolly around 12-15 years old. i dreamt this at 6:30 this morning...the dream was really short, and ended at around 7:15 this morning.)

i have with me two t-shirts that are somewhat old. both are blue pooh-bear shirts. one is a well-fitting one, and the other is a baggy one. as i look through the clothes in the department store, i see some t-shirts folded up on a table. i look over, across the store, and see a boy probably a year older than i. he's putting the shirts up to his body, to see if they're the right sizes. somehow, he slickly stuffs the clothing inside his shirt, jacket, hat, everywhere. so i decide to try to be slick like him. i see the department store employee across the store, so i pretend that i'm just looking at them, holding them up to my body. as i fold the shirts back up, i put one under the stack i made with my two t-shirts. success! it looks totally casual.

i can get away w/it! unfortunately, for some reason, i start running, making it very obvious that i've done something suspicious. the lady that's working there starts chasing me from her automatic wheelchair--very fast. she yells at me and blows a whistle. i try to be slick--again, right?--and i throw the stolen t-shirt onto a pile of t-shirts on sale, keeping only my own. she stops me and takes my shirts. i start crying, pleading the lady to let me keep my shirts, trying to convince her that they, indeed, are my t-shirts. i'm bawling at this point, and she finally gives them back.

i'm sucha crybaby, aren't i? n/e ways..this is the end of my dream. short, rite? i told u...the nap only lasted an hour or so. i had other dreams also, but i can't remember them at all~