So last night I dreamt that I was on some kind of a dance team for a grocery store that we used to frequent when we lived in California.
The store and the dance team were named Lucky.
The uniform for the dance team were tight white t-shirts with Lucky and some shamrocks done in sparkly green crystals. This shirt was paired with green shorts. (This part was very vivid.)
I seemed to be the odd-woman out on the team. I never had the right outfit, my shoes were too dirty, I was late, my hair and make-up were below par. The mothers and other girls on the team would whisper and laugh at me not-so-much behind my back. It was never really clear in the dream if I was an adult or a teenager again.
I felt like I had this dream before recently, but am not sure.
I am sure that I hope this dream does not make an appearance again. It is not terribly fun to live out a high school situation in dreams that was far worse than anything I experienced as a teenager.
Of course I can not seem to keep from asking myself what this dream is about and where are it's themes coming from.
Not that I believe in that sort of thing. Mostly.