I had found a little black chihuahua, roughly a year old. Despite the fact that I don’t really like that type of dog, I had decided to keep him. I was at the mall (the mall does not actually exist, but did not have any distinguishing features) with Tom, shopping for supplies. The catch was I had just recently showered, and I was walking around the mall wearing nothing but a towel. I was vaguely self-conscious about getting arrested or someone looking at me, but everyone I interacted with in the dream didn’t seem to notice that I was still dripping wet and in a towel. I wandered into a couple stores, though really I can only remember being in a store that seemed to be marketing itself to boys who wanted to dress like alt kids from the late-90’s early-00’s. It was all baggy Tripp pants covered in chains and straps, and cheesey looking shirts with tribal designs, anime characters, and dumb sayings. Eventually, I found a girl standing at a table selling little bandanas with cute pictures on them, meant for dogs. I found one with an adorable tan chihuahua. “This one’s perfect!” I told her. “Normally I wouldn’t get it because I don’t like chihuahuas, but it’s FOR a chihuahua so it’s perfect! Too bad it isn’t a black one though, my dog is black.” The girl nodded in a way that meant she didn’t really care, and sold it to me. Tom and I went into the parking lot to leave. The parking lot seemed to stretch for miles, at least as far as the eye could see. The sky was bright and blue with fluffy white clouds, so beautiful..

The next thing I can remember is being at my parents’ house getting the dog back. I went into her bathroom upstairs and there was a very small bowl in the bathroom containing tiny golden retriever puppies. I like that kind of dog much better and contemplating taking one of those instead, but I knew it was shallow to just trade away a dog like that so I opted to keep my chihuahua. I walked away from the bathroom (memory loss) and when I came back, there were more dogs in the bathtub. Since I had last been there Joanna had acquired several more pets that she was adopting out to people, including a pug, a tan chihuahua, and a brown and white shiba inu. The golden retrievers were now much bigger, and able to jump around and play with the other puppies. I got confused and forgot whether or not my chihuahua was the tan or the black one. At first I was convinced it was the tan one, but eventually I remembered it was in fact the black one. I really wanted the shiba inu instead though. Her face was so cute it was almost cartoon-like, she was on the small side, and she was so friendly. I thought back to my experiences with Gaia and was wary. I wasn’t sure how Tom would respond to a shiba inu again..

Much of this next part of the dream was lost. I know it involved Joanna in some way, and some sort of war. I can somewhat recollect miniatures fighting the war, but I really have no idea of context or plot.

The dream then transitioned to a video of the online artist Dana Copes and another girl with long, loosely curly blonde hair who I cannot recall who she was, aside from being aware that she was also an online artist. The video was of them joking around and being silly after having cut Dana’s hair from being shoulder-length to a sort of modified, a-symmetrical bob. The perspective shifted and suddenly I was there with them. Dana had just finished dying her hair turquoise, and the three of us discussed hair dying and cutting techniques. We were in a house that was mostly made of wood, in the bathroom. Somehow, I was aware that we were simultaneously outside in the parking lot of Walt Whitman Mall. I don’t really understand how I was in both places at once. I believe we were going to go somewhere else, and Dana was saying she needed to go to the Community College to register but didn’t go alone. I offered to go with her, that my house was on the way so I could drop of my car, but that she would need to drive me home after wards. We were discussing the details of this when I woke up