Dream Journal #11

Johno and his buddies with Oakleys are in town. They expect me to show them around and they are complaining about how much America sucks. They want to get a ride into town to drink. I guess their Maserati isn’t an option this trip. So I asked if they wanted me to call a camel. There’s 7 of them and one of me and a camel is going to take a long time. 

So we decide to walk. It’s only 2 miles anyway. I feel ashamed that they aren’t going to be having much fun and I’m the tour guide. I didn’t prepare for this. 

We get to the bar and I’m wearing a dress that the left strap keeps falling down. I’m passing my arm through the strap over and over to fix it and my titty is askew. We are watching Beth play pac man on a giant table with a touch screen and she’s cheating by using one of those extended back scratchers. I’m astonished that you can cheat like that and Johno looks at me and scoffs, saying I’m naive for not exploiting every situation possible. We get into a discussion about morality, one we’ve gotten into often, and I feel just so shitty about myself and the state of the world because people like him think it’s okay to constantly cheat and exploit. 

Beth looses some of the pac man pieces that are now physical and I scramble under the table to find them. I am ashamed to be crawling on my knees to help with Johno judging me. “Why are you helping? You look like a fool.” He’s so condescending but I want him to think I’m cool. I just can’t be the awful person he wants me to be. I can’t be the person he is. But I want to be part of his life so badly.  

Suddenly a fight breaks out between the other guys and we are asked to leave by the bartender, who tells me that the company I keep makes me unwelcome and to never come back.

The people around me shift. Johno is gone. We are now in a post apocalyptic world laying brick for a friend who wanted brick for her kitchen counter, and you can bet I’m judging at how painful that will be. I find better bricks that are smoother and smaller and try to lay them out on the counter but suddenly the bad guys are coming. We try to shut the door in time but the blonde haired guy in the group I don’t know is snatched from us by a monster with long claws before I can get him through the door and he’s killed.