A birthday
*This dream starts off a little bit hazy, but from what I remember, it was my birthday. And location would shift every time I left/entered another room.* I was in my house with my friends Niamh and Maha. **We never actually lived in the house in this dream. It was just dreamscape, but picture an old bookstore that was once a house.** I was hungry but all of our food wasn’t edible. We had a rack with bread and different kinds of rolls on it, but they were all stiff and stale or had mold on it. When I walked out of the kitchen, I was in an office with this very large man who kept offering me jobs at his firm, manager, shareholder, part-owner. But his business was going under, so I just walked away because he wasn’t listening to me anyway. Upon exiting his office, I was on the second floor in a mansion with white marble and low lighting everywhere. Took the next door to my right and landed in a massive hotel room with my computer and a wide bed. As I was settling in, people kept trickling in, wishing me happy birthday and asking how I’d be spending the night. I went to the bathroom, and in the tub was a friend Ch. Her face looked swollen under the water, but when I lifted her out, she was fine. She wanted to stay and just lay in the water.*I don’t know how she was breathing, but she was totally fine.* So as I was sitting on the toilet, at least 6 people entered the bathroom, each with their own baggie of some sort of drug. My friend Marc was there, and when nobody suggested an outing for the night, he said, “This party blows. You guys are boring.” A random blonde-haired dude then came into the room and said, “The chastity police are doing a sweep! You better clean yourselves up!” To which everyone started hiding their baggies of drugs...all while I’m sitting bare-assed on the toilet. I was the only one questioning this blonde man and the “chastity police” **But my alarm went off before I could finish any thought**