The one one that I can still remember from a few nights ago went like this...
I was looking for my dad. I was walking around the house looking for him and calling him and I couldn't find him. Then I remember that he had died. I was SUPER sad about it...but the next thing I know I'm working at Olive Garden. It was like it was my first day there...but I had worked there before. I was waiting on my first table, which was a bunch of young blonde mormon girls (and I think they were in my dream because on my cruise the table next to us at our dinners was a table of 4 mormon young mormon girls). I brought them their drinks and their food...and I kept making little mistakes but I just kept apologizing because my dad had just died and it was my first day working for a while. I remember at one point I realized that it had been a while since I had checked on my table of girls...and that their drinks were empty and they were waiting for their dessert. But...I was too embarrassed to go back and fill their drinks and stuff because it had already been such a long time.
And then I woke up...
The funny thing about this dream was that towards the end of it I kept waking up and I felt so guilty about that table of girls! Even a few times in the morning I would wake up and have a hard time going back to sleep cause I felt so bad...it's so weird how dreams can effect you like that!
