Last night was filled with dreams of wrong. I dreamed that i was a salesperson in a retail clothing store and someone came in and asked for a medium shirt that would go with yellow. I searched around for HOURS going through boxes and hidden racks of clothes until finding something suitable and taking it back to the dressing room. Then I couldn’t find her in the damn 100+ dressing rooms the store had and i couldn’t remember her name to call out for her. I finally saw her over the door and I give her the shirt. I thought that she meant a shirt for herself, but she meant for her daughter, so now I have to go back out looking for another shirt for the girl. I woke up STILL having not gotten it right.