I was riding a city bus in San Diego. I looked out the window and realized that I didn't know where I was, but I couldn't really care. We were passing neighborhoods that seemed familiar, but only in an eerie way-- as if something in those neighborhoods were from a past life. I recognized someone on the bus, and followed him once he got off at his stop. I wasn't sure how I knew him. I hid behind a palm tree as he walked to his front door; a woman who looked to be his mom opened the door. He walked inside. I made my way up to the window and stared in when I realized that it was Kevin I was following. I stepped away from the window-- completely unsure as to how I had gotten to California in the first place. I watched from the sidewalk as he went to a smaller house a couple of streets down. I walked up to the door and knocked, but there was no answer.
I awoke.
2 comments:
That's a weird dream lol
wha? what happened next? whose house did i go to? was it ron burgundy's house? did i open the door? was i wearing tight little '70s shorts? i certainly hope not... hmmm... and you were hiding behind the palm tree, eh? stalking me and such, eh? dictionary.com says "AW-kward... AW-kward..." dream part 2, please...
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