My Dream on the morning of 5/1/17

I was over at 7/11 not sure if by myself or with Zach and Connor. I was wearing my short sleeve shirt and blue jacket. My phone was in my pocket and I was running home for dinner. I was scootering across the street from CVS, and I suddenly didn't feel my phone in my pocket. Then I stopped and realized, oh fuck, I did it again. I should not run or ride with my phone in that jacket, so stupid. Then I couldn't find my jacket either and I was panicking. then I realized I was wearing my jacket, which is illogical bc my short sleeve shirt made it impossible for me to not realize I was wearing my jacket. But that's dream-logic. Then I looked around the street panicking that id have to buy a new phone. Luckily, I looked over and my phone was right there on the ground. I got it and ran across the street and saw my parents walking. I was late and knew they were waiting, but was shocked to see they were already walking. But dream-logic made me not care, and I rode up to them. My dad asked how I could come to dinner with my scooter, and I was just like "Ill ride the damn thing there" and we went to Vitarellies. Cut to, I was looking at our pizza while in our usual room, and was nauseated to see 10 slices instead of 8. I was like no way, 10 slices. Yuck. I felt somewhat overwhelmed by all this pizza.