Dream Journal Ultimate
Date: 11/22/2017
By contactsilence
I was at Round Table Pizza and our pizza and drink came to $89.00. The guy was a big black guy and was very helpful. I looked at my husband and asked if he wanted a salad considering how outrageously high our pizza and drink were. He said no, but I said, come on, let’s just get the salad anyway. We can afford it. So the man rang up the salad but walked away. I was going to make a smart remark about how it was the most expensive pizza I’ve ever ordered, but he was gone. My husband said, so are we good? And the guy said “No!” indicating he’d be right back. I leaned over the counter and could see the screen which called for the guy to just push the next button, so I considered doing it for him but decided against it. Next thing I know I’m waking down the quintessential dark alley and my husband reminds me by calling after me that this will be a dangerous time to use the restroom, which was midway down this alley, because staff members can be using the restrooms and can assault me. But I was good cause I was on my high alert and immediately I heard a voice coming from the men’s bathroom that was nearly directly across but a little further down still. I had almost made it to the woman’s restroom door and had considered quickly going inside and shutting the door but thought against it. I guess I thought it would be safer to jump and grab a metal pipe which ran just under the top of the roof and with this I swung myself up and landed on the roof where I carefully rolled from view at the edge. I suppose this was quicker than opening and shutting a door real quick but whatever, you know dreams. But apparently the guy heard something and called out “Is there anybody there?” I melted into the roof with my body the best I could. He started talking with someone and just disappeared eventually. Then fucking Kathy Griffin was in the alleyway with a projector giving her life story which had been abusive. She suddenly switched into another person like she had multiple personalities and one of her students, because this sure as hell wasn’t no comedy act, so I guess a student, handed her some graphic photographs of Kathy’s past expecting further discussion, but she played it thick and said with a deeper voice as though she were another personality, “thank you, I’ll just put them in this drawer over here.” I liked her other personality because she wasn’t so god dammed annoying.