My brother made spaghetti today. After consuming I made nappings. Then the strange began. I somehow got to this club/theater/department store, after having been invited by a cousin. My brother and I start by watching a film and ordering beers. Then somehow I meet a girl, and then a couple more, and we all have fun a good time is had. At the end of the night(where there is now daylight coming in the front doors) the girl who I hit it off most with and I go into the parking lot together. The lot is snowy and iced for some reason. She's worried her truck won't start, so I help and get it started, and offer reasons it may be doing this. Out of the corner of my eye I notice a guy with a gas can kinda following me. I walk over to my car to follow the truck(we're going to do more fun stuff together at a place that's open)and the guy follows me. Suddenly he's pouring reeking gasoline on the ground around my car and starts in on about how I invited people into the club/movie/store like some sort of bigshot, when I realize I hadn't paid my bill and exclaim as such. Then the guy is all nice and I wake up. I was sad, because it means the nice girl I met wasn't real at all, and I'll never find a place as cool as that club/movie/store was.
I think it was all just because I was cold while napping(no blanket), lonely(the girl) and needed to walk the dog(the urgency to go pay the bill).
My subconsciousness made me lonelier :(
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