M Dream 4

Ok so earlier I did kinda have a dream while sleeping in Spanish class. But it was just of me listening to Only in Dreams by Weezer.

The bigger dream I had while taking my three hour nap this afternoon. The background music was The Hazards of Love by The Decemberists.

Went to Nikki Pulone's house(perhaps my only friend from Monmouth U ever) but it was really to see my buddy Mike Lane. She lives in South Jersey but here in my dream I am convinced I'm in Geneva, New York (probably a Gym Class Heroes reference). I go in and Mike offers me food and drink. Then we start messing around and try to get each other to hurt ourselves. I almost run into his fist or something and then we laugh and sit down on the couch. Mike's hungry and I can always eat so he suggests some China Garden. I say I'm down of course and Mike tells me that Nikki would want dumplings anyway because dumplings are delicious duh). Some skinny dude with blond hair who's probably a year or two younger then us rolls up on a motorcycle and goes inside to chill with Nikki (he's probably an older version of the drummer kid from School of Rock). I assume that the room were in is a garage/family room. I don't remember seeing any doors. Shortly after the kid leaves, only in a car this time. Then I guess I decide not to eat because I leave a little after that. I get in my car, which I assume is my dad's old black infinity. The roads are horrible and I can't see anything. I feel like I must be drunk and probably was drinking beer when I was with Mike. The reason the roads are so bad is because there is a giant sandstorm that is blowing. I can't even see the roads at this point however I'm not doing too bad a job of guessing where the road should be while avoiding cars at the same time. As I get more annoyed with the conditions I find myself about to drive into oncoming traffic. Deciding this is enough I drive off to the side of the road and get out. Sand is still blowing. I cant see shit. In fact I'm about to fall because I can't see straight. I stumble to the closest building I can see. It's a motorcycle shop or something. I see a multicolored bike that I think will be cheap because its been pieced together. Just as I'm about to check the price a cute girl starts asking me if I need help. She looks like the girl from Clerks II only my age. I tell her I'm alright and walk away. As I walk down the hall I'm still having trouble standing up all the way. The girl appears asking if I need help again. I say no. She puts her hand on my face or something, gazes into my eyes with a smile, and then giggles as she walks away. I come upon the end of the hall. I didn't notice it till now but all the doors are open with pieces of plywood that's about three feet tall to cover the bottom. My only guess is that they put them there so when working on motorcycles the parts don't roll away. Behind me appears this mechanic with a shaved head and a goatee. He reminds me of this dude who comes and drinks at the bar at Carrabba's all the time. He walks into the room at the end of the hall. Following him is and old man with his racing bicycle. That's right bicycle. After the mechanic walks into the room he asks the old man (who's now standing next to me) a simple yes or no question. There's a pause. I turn to the old man and say "he asked..." and before I can even tell him he answers the mechanic. I start telling the old man about how my eyesight has been bad lately and I think its ironic that he didn't hear the mechanic at first. He gives me this look like "boy how is your vision bad you're young". I also realize that the old mans hearing wasn't bad he just didn't answer him right away. I wake up and go eat my stiffed pepper.