Beer Drip Tray

For four days, I had dreams of alcohol. The first day of alcohol did not play a primary role in the dream, but I was snow skiing with friends at random and my father and for some reason, I drank a bottle of beer. I felt compelled to tell my father what I did I told him. He laughed and was actually insisted that I drink root beer. The next day I had a dream I was with one of my best friends and she is crazy and likes to be part of the festival. I was carrying a tray of commands on the stairs of my house I had been cooking. I had a bottle of gin and a pile of white pills in a prescription pill thing (one of those orange things) and some of these pills have been sitting on the shelf. I saw my mother in the living room, but for some reason I was like I do not care if she sees me. I got into my room and sat with my friend. immediately came to my mother pissed about what we were doing. Desperately I took a couple pills stuck in my mother and used the gin in the fall. My friend did the same thing. My mother was really mad when I woke up. The next day I dreamed that I was at a party with a bunch of different pieces. A room was hot box and people were drinking in all other rooms and I was with my neighbor. Even if I never smoke, I decided to go in the room was hot box. I sat in the circle and it is a bunch of my college friends that I rarely go out more. That's all I remember of that dream. Last night I dreamed I was with my friend who is really good and just never done anything wrong. Many of our friends went to a third party if we wanted to go well. We had a lot of trouble finding a ride and I was getting really stressed. I remember being really mad because my friend was laughing and smiling. some how we found a ride and we were sitting in the back seat of a truck. I have no idea who was driving. Randomly, I decided to text my friend and ask if we could sleep with her. Suddenly, I was in her little white car alone in the back in the car. She was taken, but she was sitting on the right side of the car and there was an unidentified passenger in the front seat left. There was a bottle of beer on the floor of his car when I picked him up and he drank, but there was only a drop left. Turned out that my mother was a passenger at random, she turned furious. She said that Rachel (my friend who was driving) said to him. Some how I grew a bottle in the glove compartment and Rachel said: "your just as bad as me." It was raining at that point and I realized there were drops of rain on my pants. My mother I give lectures and I fought back she could not say anything until I got home sick waste of (my brothers and sisters who have made a number of times) is when I awoke relieved.

curiosity of health.