Sometime in June

I am arguing with Uncle Rich. He is being very stubborn. We are in a very crowded house. A narrow walkway. People related to Suzette and Sharon are here.

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I am in a store picking between two cookies. They are both thin mint style. One is $2.99 and the other is $.99. I wonder what the difference could be. The lights go down and it is understood that an older female I know will be carrying out some sort of hunting. I remind her that I have done nothing to her. She sneaks me out the back door. I am on a busy street. I am overwhelmed. I realize I got the cookies for free. At the party, Nadra says, “You don’t even  like those (cookies)!” I do not correct her, because I do like them. I reach into the bottom of a fridge for a soda can.

Clusterfuck II

Suzette tries to snatch up my bag for me. Christa M. is there. She is laughing. We realize that it is out of reach. Lakeside. Riverside. It is on a counter in the bathroom of the hotel room. I thought Brian was sleeping so I have a cigarette. H says to me calmly, “I though you quit smoking?” I proceed to explain that I have but make a list of reasons to justify my slips. All I want is a soda back at Suzette's house. All I can find is beer. Maya and I leave Laura and Brian at the house, while we go either to the garage or a small store. On the “familiar departure” I remember being lucid enough to realize it's familiarity and also talk myself into opening my eyes for the fast decent downward which otherwise I am too afraid to experience. I feel my stomach jump. I think that it's only a dream. Laura C. and I decide to take a set at a tall round table with stools. Mildly aware that there are at least two people with us. One, a boy, really wants to sit by me. At an intersection we find Laura M. broken down/stuck in her white Jeep and one one seems to be helping her. I also hesitate.

Some Guidance

I'm sitting across from a woman who likes me very much. She gives me four of her last cookies. All the while she tells me about how good they are. Made with real jam. I give her the last one and she is happy. I get the feeling that she is a teacher to me, a guide.

Bank Job

I'm in a bank. I'm asked to complete a transfer for a man that works there. We are in an office that multiple people share. I sit at a woman's computer who I don't know. I look on the desktop for an icon that would lead to a transfer but I don't find one. I open up a game that is like The Sims. I eat some of her candy. I work in a tall stone building. Maybe brick. The corridors remind me of Hogwarts. Not all mythical like. Just the architecture. This workplace of mine empties out to a busy city/town that I visit often. Full of twists, turns, hills and hidden doors. The main walk of this town takes you to waterfront. I often get lost in this city.