I just had the weirdest dream. I was at some kind of Disney inspired water park with my cousins Keith and Brian. Keith was his current age but Brian was 10 years old. So we were waiting in a super long line watching people coming out the bottom of the tube. They were flying out of there pretty fast. We finally got to the bottom of the attraction, grabbed our tubes, and began to go up the stairs, but then the stairs stopped and turned into a weaving path, which turned into a mountain climbing wall. There was this group of like 8 year old girls ahead of us that were flying through these obstacles. I thought, “This is a water park, what’s up with the O-Course to get to the top of the slide, and why are these little girls having an easier time than us?” After an hour of random obstacles we got to the top of the slide tower and there was a big group of body guards around someone whom everyone seemed to want to get an autograph from. There was a Hispanic guy in front of me and he said, “El Mickey.” There was an entire football team, in football uniforms, waiting for Mickey to autograph their jerseys and helmets… I kept trying to get to go down the slide, but everyone was judging me for not wanting to stop for Mickey’s signature…..
Then I woke up.
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