The dream was set in the present day, except I was living in the house I grew up in. It was a Sunday morning and I was late getting to church. I looked in my closet for shoes and all I could find were ugly shoes.
There were granny heels (and not the cute kind),
weird looking shoes,
and glittery shoes, like these:
I was pretty stressed that all I could find were ugly shoes and I was late, and my clothes didn't fit. It was all very horrible.
And then I woke up. And then I laughed at myself for being so stressed out. And then I told TC. And then he laughed at me. And now you can laugh at me too.