Bank Robbing Dream (from 5/22/07)

~Dream~

The other night I had a dream that a friend and I robbed a bank. It wasn't some big, glorious, shining bank on the corner of a nice street, it was more of a hole in the wall bank. It was small, clean and dim on the inside. We walked through the door and a front desk stood off to the left. There were a few windows for the tellers and we approached one. It was... like a dream... haha. It wasn't violent. There was a tall man standing at the window to our left, and as soon as he realized what we were doing he screamed and ran out of the building. I remember thinking that my face was uncovered, and I was somewhat worried about it. My friend had a black mask over her head. We turned to our window and told the person we wanted money. They gave up the money and we left.

That's when my friend disappeared and I was on a desperate search for Ted to let him know what I had done. I found him and was crying that I had fucked up BIG TIME. I don't have any priors. I've never been arrested. I used to have a poor driving record but now (that I'm well past my teens and early twenties) it's clean as a whistle. (This is all true). So why in the world would I just toss all that aside and rob a bank? I was so upset and scared. Ted didn't have anything of value to say... I think I was waking up at this point, and when I did, the overwhelming flood of relief washed over me. I hadn't robbed a bank. It was just a dream.

Well duh.