4 Aug 2024
Dream
I rented this big black Lamborghini SUV, something straight out of a dream, capable of fitting ten people. I’d always imagined myself behind the wheel, feeling the power, but when I finally had it, I hesitated. It just sat there in a parking spot, gleaming under the streetlights, as if waiting for me to take it somewhere, but I couldn’t bring myself to drive it. Instead, I found myself on foot, constantly on the move, dodging old friends who were out looking for me.
Every time they got close, I could feel their presence like a weight pressing down on me. But somehow, I always managed to stay ten toes down, slipping away just before they could reach me. I didn’t want to be seen by them, didn’t want to be found. I could sense their bad intentions like a dark cloud hovering over them, and I knew if they caught up to me, I’d end up in a situation I desperately wanted to avoid.
At one point, I pulled up to a gas station, the Lamborghini’s engine purring softly, and I made a split-second decision to rob the place. The thrill of it was electric, but it also brought unwanted attention, making it harder for me to move around unnoticed. I could feel eyes on me everywhere I went after that, like a spotlight I couldn’t escape.
Later, I ended up at a house party, the air thick with energy and anticipation. I let a bunch of kids, including my little siblings and their cousins, pile into the SUV. They didn’t believe it was mine until I pulled out the keys and fired up the engine, the deep growl of the Lamborghini echoing through the night. Their skepticism turned to awe, but it didn’t last long for me.
I slipped back inside the party, feeling the stares of people I knew and others I didn’t. I found myself sitting at a bar in this massive, fancy basement, waiting for something, anything, interesting to happen. And then it did. Out of nowhere, this girl—she was bold, conceited—managed to steal a kiss from me right in front of everyone. The room seemed to freeze, but I didn’t let it faze me. I just shook my head in disbelief and acted like it never happened.
I got up and walked away, my thoughts already on finding my girlfriend, who was just arriving at the party. But the place was packed, way too crowded. Luckily, I knew this house well. There was a secret way back upstairs that I’d used before. As I moved through the quieter part of the basement, the noise from the party faded until all I could hear was the sound of my own footsteps. It was eerie, almost haunting, reminding me of another dream I’d had, where a basement kept going deeper and deeper, threatening to trap me. But this time, I made it back upstairs without a hitch.
When I finally found her, it felt like no time had passed at all. We started talking, and it was like we picked up right where we’d left off. As we walked through the house, we stumbled upon a room where people were doing yoga. I felt a flicker of interest, especially when I noticed someone I recognized from high school. For a moment, I was pulled back into the past, a flashback of us in school together. But I pushed it aside, keeping my focus on the present, on her.
We made our way up to the second floor, where the party noise was just a distant hum. The connection between us deepened as we got intimate, the rest of the world fading away. In that moment, everything felt right, as if all the chaos of the night had led to this one perfect point.
