I dreamed that Rick and I were teens and Dad and Sue left us at an airport. The security people said our Navy IDs were fake and put ankle bracelets on us, but let us roam the attached mall. We quickly hacked the bracelets and put them on a pair of strollers belonging to the same couple and then checked out the mall. We found there was a mob presence and we surprised them and tied them all up and the store people paid us and gave us stuff and a place to hide from security. We kept helping -- shoplifters, a control panel on an airplane, redesigning a shop, etc. -- and they kept hiding us from security so we could help them.
The good thing about the Hansel and Gretel dreams is that we always take care of ourselves, we don't have to go home.
