In my dream, we were on a road trip. I was in a car with mom and dad. We stopped off to get some food and wound up at a Krispy Kreme. I was dressed in all white (I don't know why, but everyone kept asking me if I wanted to change - sighting that I looked really strange in my outfit.) I didn't want to change, so we went in to the donut shop. I picked out a gooey, yummy looking donut, and a cup of coffee. While we were there, I saw many faces. There was a man who was also passing through for a treat. He kept looking at me sideways and I didn't know why, but I thought he was really cute. Also, the guy behind the counter was awful cute.
After getting our donuts, we entered the children's museum, which was in the same building. There was an event going on that we were invited to and many of the people there were people we knew. As I travelled the floors of interesting and colorful toys and games, I was bummed I didn't have a camera. I really wanted to snap some photos so I could have reference shots for drawings.
I ran into Keira's mom, Chris. She was depressed and slumped down against a wall near the escalators. I asked what was wrong, but she didn't want to talk to me. I wanted to continue looking around the museum, but I felt like I was supposed to find the event that we were supposedly there for in the first place. I was going up and down escalators, searching for my party. Mostly people just stared at me for my outfit. One guy stopped me and asked if I was a doctor.
I'm missing memory of a whole lot of dream here, but then I was back in the car, on the road trip, wearing a black outfit this time, with a motorcycle helmet on my head. We were again stopping for snacks and there was another (different) Krispy Kreme. Chris was there too, though she was traveling separately. There were a lot of choices here and I found myself ordering more than I would be willing or able to eat. Almost as deja vu, the same good looking guy passed me, eyeing me suspiciously out the corner of his eye. As I went to the counter to pay, I faced the same cute employee from the last snack stop. He was tall and had long, blond hair and a pleasant face. He handed me a folded piece of paper. It was a scrap, but written on one of the corners was "Daniel" and a phone number and a cute note to the tune of "Call me, I'd like to see you again." I blushed, and wondered in my mind if the clerk was Daniel, or if the shady guy who passed me was him and had asked the clerk to pass me the note.
I tried to pay, but I had already bought so much stuff, I had no money left. Mom was there, and some of my things got rung up with hers and she was frustrated that she was being asked to pay for my things. I pulled out a dollar and a handful of change and she just said, "Nevermind" and paid the tab.
Then we were leaving and I decided that if I ignored the note, it wouldn't be good. Muffled by the motorcycle helmet, (and a little amazed he could hear and understand me) I asked the clerk if he was Daniel. He nodded and I reached forward and shook his hand, introducing myself. I then told him that I appreciated the note, but wouldn't be able to fulfill his request as I lived across the country in Seattle. I told him that maybe we could be pen pals or something. He shrugged. I was about to leave, so I figured I'd leave him with something nice and I leaned over the counter and said to him that he was awful cute. Then I was on my merry way.
Road Tripping to Krispy Kreme...
