dream: my parents and i decided to go to church, so we went to the one on nash that i went to pre-school at when i was 4. i think they are methodist. it ended up being way bigger on the inside than you thought it was seeing it from outside. the altar was in the center of the room, with 4 sections of seats making a shape of the cross. for some reason i sat by myself. the service started and everyone stood up to sing, except me and my dad. i stayed seated and apparently i was sitting wrong because a lady across the aisle started moving my feet and positioning them in the correct way, i guess to worship jesus. when i left the church all 4 of my tires had been slashed. i guess the church didn’t approve of me and my sitting.
