I just woke up from a nightmare that I’d forgotten that I was flying back to my hometown -to live.
Once I was there, I was in this dark, strange bar that felt like it was in the shopping center by Lucky’s and where Tower Records used to be. I think it was about where Starbucks is, or the Taco Shop. Anyway, I couldn’t get a hold of anyone I wanted to see. The billiard table in the bar was collapsible -as in, it could fold into a 2′ by 2′ surface or larger- and it let my dad “cheat” except it was in the house rules, so I was only frustrated.
I remember I was waiting to hear back from my best friend, Sophy. It was a Friday night and we were going to go the bar where my close friend works on Fridays. Sophy didn’t show up before the dream switched gears.