Last night, I dreamt I had to beat the sales shoppers by going to an enchanted castle/tourist shop. I needed to park a mile away from the Castle, which was on top of a hill.
On the walk there, I was chased by a pack wolves, beaten by magical trees, and thrown into a bog by angry dwarves.
Next thing, I knew I was in the castle trying to buy a rabbit foot keyring, but the ghost who was serving me kept floating away. I threw a tantrum, and starting kicking tables over and running amok.
The troll security guards chased me around the shop, but I jumped out the window straight into my car who was waiting for me, and drove away. I was being follwed by angry trolls and dwarves...when some idiot woke me up with a phone call.
What does it all mean?
Should I make a movie?