okay so this story all began when my mother bought a new washing machine and new washing machine soap and then washed all my clothes.
So then tonight i have some dream about some girl that i happen to fall in love with and she has a house on the water under some wooden stairs and she likes ant bots and we were looking at this egypt action figure who turned into a mummy and looking for a building downtown and she was on some tv show before. not actually on tv but in my dream she was.
anyway so then i could like smell her in my dream, then i wake up and then i smell the smell of this dream girl.
which turned out to be the smell of my shirt, the shirt that has just been washed.
So last night i was sleeping taking in the smell of this t-shirt and hallucinating about girls who smell like the new washing machine soap.
i will never trust washing machine soap again.