E Eats

Here’s what I remember about my dream keeping in mind I’ve been awake for almost two hours now…
the furtherest back I can recall, I had locked my bike outside this bodega on this apocalyptic esc street that I have visited before in a dream- it’s like what you’d imagine some underground kinky 80s street to look like- think the bar from dhalgren, however this bodega was run by a lantinx family and there were a lot of children drinking soda near where I locked my bike- this bodega was really busy and you couldn’t go inside only order from a window – so I started walking so far across this desolate traffic circle, but very spread out and on the end of a peninsula surrounded by water and dust. I can emphasize enough that there was literally nothing around this traffic circle I had left the city and was heading to a pier at the tip of the peninsula – that’s when I realized I had forgotten my bike and was so mad and frustrated bc I had walked so far and how could I make such a mistake?? I was standing in the middle of the street cursing myself when a car came- my legs stopped working tho, it felt as tho they were made of stone, too heavy to move. The car screeched and slid and literally stopped just in time to simply tap me- the driver was the dad from sister sister and was so mad at me and somehow I dragged myself and my heavy ass legs to the side of the round, amongst this tall dried wheat grass and sat down.
Part two:
I was a teenager dating some happy go lucky teenage boy (like 1950s manner but it wasn’t that time that’s just how he carried himself) and we were going to the dance. I was wearing this outfit that I wore in my dream the other night that’s from irl, I used to wear it all the time in highschool and early college, a signature e look if you will, which was these light blue softee shorts with this light pink flowy babydoll top. I also had on an olive green face mask with lots of lace around the edges and the make-up I wore to the zoom event last night(pictured above)Anyway this boy was taking me to the dance from his apocalyptic farm house and his daddy had loaned him the keys to an open car that was made out of bricks and wood. It literally was an opened wood wagon, one you’d imagine a tractor pulling, with a brick like oven in the front to protect the engine- whatever this sweet boy was driving us to the dance and I was like let’s get alcohol and he was embarrassed and flustered by that but I convinced him to head to the bodega- while he was driving I was like fucking with him and being sexy but then I suddenly and abruptly was disgusted with myself and wanted to leave the situation. We got to the bodega and I remembered my bike!!! And was like I have to put this in the car! But then this collapse of reality happened where the merging of two different timelines occurred – we were in the bodega which had mirrored ceilings and was super narrow, a lot of teenagers were there trying to procure alcohol, including my partner in-crime Natasha from HS who was also dressed similar to me in this fucked up babydoll fashion (which we often did)- I was trying to get her to stop moving and chatting so I could discuss this weird collision of what was going on (the sky literally started ripping open and I was suddenly turning into a full grown woman not a teenager) and Natasha was like smashing mad dog bottles and this boy came in to check on me and I was like GET THE FUCK AWAY FROM ME which really hurt his feelings and he convinced me to go back to his stupid brick car and I was like listen buddy I need to just rest and laid down and watched the sky rip into pieces (like an aggressive aurora borealis with greens and purples) and I fell asleep and then woke up irl