Seven 9s and 10s

I never remember my dreams.

Last night I dreamt I was with a group who went to China, via some sort of ship, and I had to lean over the edge to pull floating lanterns out of the water before the ship could pull into the port, and someone asked me why we didn’t just fly over and for some reason my answer was “Did you really want to take a 12 hour flight?”, and upon arrival our host took us through a shopping mall at 1am and explained that even though all of the shops were locked, they were in fact still open for business, but we’d have to wait until the workers came back at 3am, and I thought that was weird but I didn’t question it because communism, and then he led us into some sort of restaurant where we walked up a few short steps to find ourselves standing on the dinner tables that were laid out in a big U-shape around the the room, and all the people sitting at the tables were just staring up at us, and I looked over at the person standing next to me and said “It’s times like these that I’m glad we’re not an improv comedy troupe!” and then I woke up.