Dream Journal
I got onto a city bus and held out a quarter to pay for my ride. The bus driver nodded as I made my way towards the back still holding my quarter.
I saw Kelli sitting in the very last seat. Last time I saw her she had told me that we needed to talk. She was surrounded by many people and I instinctly knew that she would not be able to talk. She waved me back but there was no space for me so I sat in the middle of the bus.
I walked through a home for sale. The seller walked ahead of me listing the benefits of each room but I was not listening. I did not want to buy this home but did not want to interrupt him.
I sat back on the bus and Kelli got on a stop after me. She sat in the seat across the aisle from me. The bus was nearly empty. The seat backs were very tall, and we could barely see over them like when we were children.
I walked back to the last seat where she had sat earlier, figuring that she would want to talk there in “her” seat. She did not follow.
Themes: Kelli