I think it all started with Shannon, but I can’t remember any of those details. Jen and I were at dinner at Olive Garden, but it didn’t look like one. We were just catching up and being friends. We sat down and a girl she knew who’d gotten married that day sat with her new husband not far away. Turns out she had just married Dalla, who I worked with at the Cheesecake Factory. I said, I can remember when he was single…a year ago. We both said it was weird. Then she told me that she’s a really nice person no matter who you are. Then I realized Michael Czapski and Laura, his wife, were sitting at a table near us. They both had Aldo purses they owned but were looking at. Then the girl saw us and came to talk to us. She was so pretty. She knew who I was. I’d never heard of her before that night. She was still wearing the top part of her wedding dress and black pants. They were leaving for their honeymoon after dinner. After a little small talk she went back to Dalla. Jen wanted more ice for her tea and the waiter wasn’t coming by, so we went to get it ourselves (I used to work there). We went to the little drink area and Jan got right on the 2 story tall latter that you had to climb to get to the drinks. She got to what she wanted and fell to this cabinet thing where she couldn’t keep her balance and fell to the floor. The waiter who was there didn’t even turn and look at her. I said, “she just fell a whole story and you don’t even ask her is she’s ok?” I don’t remember his response, but then he walked off. I opened the freezer door of the refrigerater to get her a plastic cup full of ice for her tea and back to the table we went.

Adrian and another girl and I were going to a dance. Adrian was wearing jeans, and a grey tshirt. We were walking in and Hank walked in right in front of us. Just skipped the line with some other guy. We walked in and walked right past them. He’d never met me, so I hoped he didn’t know who I was. We walked to some area and stopped to dance. This is when I realized Adrian had a line of blood across his back. I said something and the other girl said, you should see the front of him. I said something and he turned around and the front of his shirt was like drenched in the same line form. He said Hank stabbed him when we walked in. I about freaked out and told him he had to get to the hospital. He said he was fine. He was not. We left.


One response to “Dreams

  1. Whatever, we both you dream about me… assface

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