Ugh I just absolutely hate it when people get in your way in a dream. They never, ever, ever listen and move.
What was on the papers that was so important? Or did you just not want to litter?
It was a bunch of notes I took. I was actually at a Christian outreach that my mother of all people sent me too in the dream. I also was just getting done with a boss fight in the dream, where my teacher helped me defeat the boss, who was sitting on a desk and you can only shoot blasts at him, only when he turned blue.
Once I defeated him, I told the class I was going to go surfing and I heard an ex of mine call me a loser. So the teacher wanted to know why she would call me such a thing…and I had to explain to my teacher that her calling me a loser was like her way of flirting.
And then I walked down the street, toward the tree house, passing a bunch of students and as I climbed the tree house stairs is where I bumped into that student where my papers went everywhere.
This is what my dreams are like, while on melatonin.