No Lucas, you can't move in

Date: 9/5/2020

I'm walking outside on a sidewalk with Lucas, talking about the house and Jon. He says that if Jon moves out, he might move back in. I feel so tense and uncomfortable but then I tell him that actually, he wouldn't. If I kick Jon out, I'm keeping the place. I'm living alone because I want to. I continue on to a dinner with friends. It's some kind of celebration. There are tables laid out in almost a c-shape. They've got white tablecloths and I feel like I've been drinking too much. We're pouring drinks and when I try to make one, I can hardly hold the bottle straight. I put it down and then sit, incidentally in the same place I think I saw in a dream. I told Alex and the other person sitting next to me about it and how strange it was, even though I was actively creating the reality they matched my dream. Eventually, I leave for a sort of beach here where there's a dirt road almost against the water with a steep hill following it. There's a white building like Cranberry Lake.