I had some really weird dreams last night.
First, I got a call from one of my grandmothers, and she asked me, “Did your parents move to Omaha?”
Me: Yeah, several years ago. (Thinking it’s weird because she was one of the first people to know they were moving to Omaha.)
Grandma: Figures I would be the last to know.
Me: Oooookay….Um…I’ll have dad call you back.
I was in an office building. The doors at the end of the hall opened, and in ran a herd of baby pandas (There were at least 30). There were two women herding them, and I was soon surrounded by this moving sea of baby pandas. I picked one up and handed my iPod to one of the women asking if she would take my picture. She took a couple pictures, and then I had to leave and get on a bus. When I got on the bus, I took out my iPod to look at the pictures, and found that the woman hadn’t switched the camera view. So, I had pictures of her from neck down, but no pictures of me with the pandas.
Then I woke up.
And now I want to cuddle a baby panda.