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Epic Meal Dream.
I'm in a restaurant. I'm sitting at a table and just chilling for a moment. For some reason, I'm panned outside of the restaurant and it's situated in a spiraling metropolis, in the middle of a massive drop into what seems like a giant industrial storm drain with an inlaid beach and blue lake. The surrounding area is just full of long, giant fly overs, stretching hundreds of feet from the ground, with sky scrapers surrounding the drain like a cove. For some reason, it seems as though we were situated on the edge of a giant city, with the ocean view stretching far and a clean drop off some buildings after the drain.
My vision returns to the restaurant, and next thing I know, Celebrity Chef Wan walks in.
| He looked something like this. |
I sat there in the restaurant for awhile to collect my thoughts. Then one of my bosses at work walks into the door! He looked almost 15 years younger and he came up to me with one of my colleagues. We start to have a chat about work, and then he talks to Chef Wan. It seems as though they are familiar with each other and we sit down together to talk about life. The restaurant at this stage is empty, but the sun is still set at a mid-low 5-6 PM time, where it's not too bright, but the yellow and white glow of the sun peers through the cracks of some high rise buildings. After some while, the restaurant goes empty and I start to say my goodbyes.
The next scene, I'm in my car already, driving off from the restaurant. I see my driver, next to me, having a chat like he normally does. Then for some reason, we hit the barrier of the flyover.
I just remember going over the edge, and instinctively, looking down, I unbuckled my seat belt and opened my car door. My driver did the same and we both left my car. As we fell, I noticed the giant storm drain below and had a sigh of relief. We hit the water, and I just remember surfacing as fast as I could. I looked around and saw my driver, struggling to get out of the water. I grabbed him by the shoulder and pulled him ashore the massive storm drain. For some reason, the storm drain was packed with people, just diving in and around the drain, swimming around. Some of them rushed over to see if we were ok. I looked at my driver, who looked beaten and on the brink of death, but he was fine after awhile. I looked on at my car as it sank, feeling sad that it happened, but I didn't know what really to think.
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So there you have it. Another random dream. Shit is getting more random as I go.
Randall.
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