I was standing in a place called Olympia, but it didn't look familiar. I had called a falafel place in town to get a delivery, and Pat C. answered the phone. For a moment I was confused; I thought I was calling from California, then I remembered I had made a long trip that morning to Olympia. Driving. I figured this out aloud while on the phone and asked him if he could deliver. I took awhile ordering the falafel and salad. When I hung up, I walked through throngs of young people. There had been a protest and everyone was walking home.
I made it to Pat T.'s house and it looked unlike what it really looks like. I asked him if I could stay awhile and he said sure. I went into the bathroom which was totally unfamiliar and saw my dress and a towel hanging up on the shower curtain rod.
Earlier, I was with Paul and another woman, and soon found out that they were dating. I was a little put off but took a deep breath and accepted it.
