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Dreams 2022

Dream 14
(1/14/2022)


I am eating
at a small restaurant
with my
ex-wife

I tell her that
The Spiked Monkey
sounds more
like a bar
than a place
to eat

she assures
me
that the food
here
is great

for some reason
all of the tables
are crammed
into one half
of the room

the other
half
empty

most tables
are full

there seems
way too many
people
for such
a restricted
space

I wonder
how many
even managed
to make their
way
to their
seats

and
they are
ALL
talking

LOUDLY

a large man
with a fat face
at the table
behind me
is particularly
egregious

I can see
by my ex’s demeanor
that she’s extremely
irritated
by the noise

I turn
and say
gruffly

“can you
tone it
down
a bit
Buddy?

and with
no one
at that table
even acknowledging
my interruption

their conversational
decibels
decrease by half

I pivot
back
to my original
position

pleased
at the
effect

but her
expression
has not
changed