It's late at night, and for some reason, I'm at Harris Teeter. I'm shopping, but don't have very much money. But I decide to buy a box of red wine, and a box of white wine that are on sale. Then my ex is there. He just stands at a register doing nothing, waiting for me to finish. I need to pee. I go to the bathroom, and one of my brother's straight friends from high school is trying to jerk off for me, but some weird guy is hanging out in the bathroom to watch people. All I wanted to do was pee, which lasted 4 minutes. So I get out of the bathroom, and when I reach my cart, I'm exhausted. I can barely keep my eyes open. I go to check out. For some reason, my sister is there with powdered donuts. She starts singing the opening verse of Poster of a girl, by metric, while offering me a donut. My ex is standing beside me. And the only thing he said in the entire dream is "I feel like just a baby, portrait of a lady, poster of a girl." I feel connected with him, then I go to weigh myself, and somehow, I've lost 15 lbs that day. I comment on how strange that is, then I wake up. What the fuck is going on in my brain?