I was in Washington DC and a woman that was on the same White House tour as I was looked familiar. Really cute, short hair, glasses. I kept staring, finally she came over to me and said, "Why the fuck are you staring at me?"
"You look familiar."
"Well, I don't know you."
I thought she was really bitchy.
Then it hit me. Red T-shirt with a 'B' on it. It was MissBarbara. (hahaha, sorry about the bitchy comment, but you were)
I walked over to her and whispered in her ear, "MissBarbara."
She looked at me, wide eyed.
"It's me, Jules. MintJulie."
"Oh my god. How did you know it was me?"
"Because of your picture. I was on your twitter page one time, remember?"
"No."
I tried continuing to talk with her, but I could tell she was getting irritated because she wanted to hear the tour guide. So I left her alone.
After the tour was over I was walking through the rose garden and MissBarb came running up to me and said, let's go for a run tomorrow. She handed me a piece of paper with an address to meet her at, then left with her friends.
I wanted to ask to join them because I was in D.C. alone, but didn't. So I went around town trying to spot celebrities but gave all my money to the homeless. I fell asleep watching the guards at the Tomb of the Unknown Soldier because I felt safe by them.
The next morning, I showed up at the address and we started running, but she was so much faster and I couldn't keep up. I kept yelling for her to slow down, but she didn't listen and I started to cry because I was lost and suddenly I was in Boston at the Cheers restaurant.
End of dream.
I'm reading the book, "Absolute Power" right now. Might have something to do with the DC setting.