I was trying to find my way home, though the snow around everything made it difficult to orient myself, and even if I knew where I was, getting through some two feet of snow was an obstacle that would require thinking and thicker boots than the shoes I had on.
My friend Alexa was there too, who I haven’t seen in quite awhile. Almost since she got married a few years ago. She was telling me about avocados, how to keep them from spoiling, though that was really just what I remembered reading last from her Facebook status. She wasn’t telling me how to get home, just how to enjoy it more once I got there.
Later in the dream, I was in a dark room with some boys I didn’t know but I knew that we were supposed to be fucking there. That’s what one does in a dark room with boys. One of the boys took of his pants and said “I have track in the morning,” and then sat down. I walk over to the mini-blinds and spread them open like the ass-cheeks I should be spreading and look out the window and it’s morning.
I wake up and it’s morning and it had snowed and I am home, in bed, alone, and wanting an avocado.
