I dreamt that I was in a thrift store, alone, in the middle of the night. For one reason or another, the store was still open, so when I saw a sweet little organ, I bought it for fifty cents. I was so happy that I rolled the organ out of the store right then and there.
I rolled this organ down a major highway (there were no cars anywhere, though) to a large supermarket, similar to Wal-Mart. I wheeled the organ around this store showing everybody what I had purchased. I was only distracted once by a bucket of five dollar movies, but I almost always concentrated on rolling about the organ.
After a while, I rolled it outside the supermarket by the pop machines. There I donated it to a bunch of skateboarders, who began using it as an object for them to grind upon. I felt good about myself.
Then I awoke.
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