I feel a bit better today. Still freaked out. (bear with me). I had a strange dream last night. It sounds so silly in the retelling but it actually really bothered me at the time. Now it just makes me laugh. It’s sort of like this…
I was living with my girlfriend. We had another roommate as well and she says to me
“Hey, tonight I think I’m going to sleep in “name’s” room
(the other roommate). She does and they get it on and then they throw a huge party (all in the same night). People start showing up out of nowhere and they’re playing loud music and drinking. And I’m so upset. Sad because my girlfriend just slept with our roommate and because I hate big parties. A gay guy (I worked with when I first moved here who I barely knew but tried to hang out with some), shows up and starts screaming at me. Saying terrible things about how I never hung out with him and no one really ever liked me and that I smell. (?!) So I left.
As I was leaving the party, I saw people carrying Nico’s furniture up the stairs. And then I saw Nico and said
Hey, you might not want to go up there, they’re having a party and my girlfriend is sleeping with people.
And I met Ryan (my brother) and we went and sat on the beach and watched and waited for whales. It was dusk. Only the beach was along a canal and we sat on a bench beneath a streetlamp.