Aaaand...
Last night I dreamed I was hanging with a friend and she desperately wanted to eat at this certain restaurant to celebrate Bangladesh (a Jewish holiday??). We had like one dumpling each (which had been left on our table) but could not decipher the menu for the life of us so we had to leave. On the way home, a cop pulled me over for driving the car from the back seat. He then brought me to a mud pit where people were biking and made me walk the line. The line was muddy and not straight. I asked him if he wanted me to walk straight or to follow the line which was actually diagonal. He then released me and let me drive home.
WHAT.
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