This photo was titled "Caucasian nature goddess with snake in her hair gazes out from a dream."
Last night I dreamt I was grocery shopping with my son. We filled two grocery carts with food. As he was checking out, I ran over to the frozen desserts and tried to find an ice cream cake. The only ones I liked were single serving packages. I opened one and the cake was mashed and broken apart so I put it back.
Meanwhile time to write the check to pay for the food. I take out the checkbook and it is different. The checks are for some specific payments to some company. I can't just write a check to the grocery store and fill in the cost and sign.
I am confused so go into a side room to read the check forms again. I see a woman I know down the hall of what seems to be a bank. So I wave and say I'll be right down. I pack up my checks and also some small doo-dads scattered across the table. I place them in a box.
When I meet my friend i show her the checks. Oh, someone at another desk says, you need the check writing brochure. Also the DVD. What, I think. I've been writing checks for years. I don't need a brochure or DVD. In the background I see a man from my high school and I wave.