We are about to go mountain climbing but Alex is too depressed to go. Excuse after excuse until I give up and go alone because I don’t want to be late. The longer I wait for him the further behind I will be. I’m lighter than air without his presence.
As I begin the climb up a technical trail, crampons on, ice pick out, I come across twenty lions sleeping down a slope. I am in awe of them sleeping on the rocks and snow and creep closer to see. As I get nearer I see more details and the scene shifts. The lions aren’t sleeping; their throats have been cut. I know I’m next.
Tea wants to buy another house. I ask her what she wants and she can’t answer. There’s people sleeping all over her current house and they are judging me as I step over them to get to her kitchen. I ask her why she lets people she doesn’t know live with her. She doesn’t answer me.
I’m in the middle of the street in the pouring rain. There’s a drain to the left of me and I see the clown’s eyes watching me. I am exasperated as fuck at this point, with people making me wait and killing lions and feeling dread all night so I lose it on him. I reach into the storm drain, knowing he is terrifying the kids around me with his maniacal laughter and pointy teeth and I pull him into the street screaming THIS ISNT FUNNY YOU PEICE OF SHIT.
I can feel myself getting smaller and smaller. I begin to drown in the rain and I’m swept into the storm drain.
