Chipmunks and death.
I am at Panera and this sandwich now made me forget most of my dream, because this sandwich was amazing. Aneela is also making a really annoying sound with the number holder on the table. I remember that my neighborhood was invaded with chipmunks, chipmunks are not native to the south so we were freaking out. I love chipmunks but my father got on the roof and started playing with them then throwing them in the air, they would land onto other roofs and turn into baby pandas, then roll down the roofs and die. Also there was this one part of my dream where I was taking pictures of my family in a giant homemade fort, made out of chairs and sheets. My uncle who is dead, kept appearing in the images. I guess thats what he just likes to do in the afterlife, photobomb family pics.