(While sleeping in the PR midday)
1. Jon Thurlow is playing piano in a PR set, and then he suddenly stand up and goes from one side of the stage to the other, holding a mic in his hand; he does a small spinning dance while singing. He then goes back to the piano and continues playing. I'm walking up and down the PR aisle somewhat absent mindedly, not completely paying attention to where I'm walking, when I realize that I'm really close to the front of the stage. By instinct, I quickly move back, and then I notice that Lance Jr is sitting in the front row of the PR.
2. My mom is driving my sister and I onto the highway. This dream has really bright colors, for some reason. There's a highway entrance ramp up ahead, and we're at a yield sign about to go on. But at the end of the ramp, there's a red light, so we're just waiting at the yield sign (although no ones coming) because we think that there isn't much point in speeding up the ramp, to only have to stop at the red light. A bright red car zooms by, and I see that my sis's bestie, Ryan is driving. He goes to the red light, and it turns green just before he passes. He's kinda driving slightly off the road. We drive off after him.
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