Art and Ice Cream

This dream got foggy, I believe I waited too long to write it.

Namaste.

Dream after the jump.

04/22/2014

Art Class: Vague rememberance of this part of dream, I was doing my best to turn in art near the end of the semester. I found out that nobody during this part of the dream liked me at all. It made me upset.

M. and I were out looking for jobs when we came across a Brusters. She got the job immediately, and I waited a bit to apply. I wandered towards home, and came across this neighborhood made of mini castles. It was gorgeous, and I wanted to check it out because I had always wanted to live there.

I walked into the first floor of the show house, and it was just what I expected, though kindof empty. I wanted to check out the next floor, so I went upstairs. I was a little shocked to discover that the upstairs was the room. It was flat, but dipped inward and created seats. A girl met up with me there. She had been in my art class earlier. I told her how I wanted to see the inside of the castles, and she said that she was going to be moving once they sold her house, and I could see hers.

We went into the house and it was a bit messy. I loved the architecture, and wanted so much for Ouka and I to buy their house, but I didn't think I would have the money to. :( There was something about always having to back into her driveway. You couldn't pull in front ways. I eventually had trouble pulling a large truck in (like a moving truck) but we managed it.

Ouka and I went back to the Brusters, and they had some different flavors. They actually had a new one made of goat milk and caramel. I really wanted to try that flavor, and it wasn't doing very well. I waited in line, and when I got to the front, I looked away for a second and it was all gone. They had no ice cream at all. I asked about it, and was told by the girl at the counter that they still had some, it was just being refrozen in a different building.

I waited. Eventually they brought back flavors, but they didn't bring back the one I wanted. I kept pestering her about it, and she wouldn't do her job and get the flavor. She was rude about it eventually, and I ended up just getting a different flavor.

I did go behind the Brusters at one point, and vaguely remember seeing the pieces of a ride. I was impressed with how incorporated into the landscape it was. I hugged the owner of the Brusters. and that's all I remember.