Last night I had a dream that we were at this party, and we were dancing and eating and stuff, and they even played one or two polkas and I did the polka a couple times. And my father went to the bathroom and my mother said, "Do you think we should stay here a little while longer?" And I said, "Yeah, it's really fun here." And then she looked out the window, and said, "We'd better go. There's a big, black cloud of thunder," and it was raining out there. So we started out, and all of a sudden we were crossing the courtyard at school and these big claps of thunder were coming closer and closer, and I was like, I fell and then I was like crawling, and I got inside the building and there were like tons of people in there. But then I realized there were puddles of water all over and I didn't feel safer in there either. And before I knew it, my mother was having me go to the bathroom to change out of my bathing suit and my father was supposed to be getting the bike to take us home. I never did, I never did get home. I woke up first. I had a bunch of other little dreams, but they're so fragmented, I don't remember them.