I had this multi-orgasmic, multi-part, multi-cultural dream while camping.
I woke up wrapped in chicken wire. Wayne was next to me curled over like the wire. He told me that Jess had been hit by a car, and there was wood all over the street, also curled over. I took pictures of everything curled over while crying so hard I couldn’t see through the viewfinder.
Justin was helping a baby rhino with an eye problem by putting toothpaste in its eyes. Jessicas mother was a dentist but offered to help with the rhino.
I dropped Jess off at the movies thinking I couldn’t go, but later found out I could. When I got there, her friend wouldn’t let me sit next to her. The theater fogged up, and the ET/Ellitott thing with the bike infront of the moon happened, then Jess floated out of her seat. I reached out to try and grabbed her, unable to, and then I started floating as well.