Locsuke Uchiha

Problem is:

1. Their credit is fucked to all hell

2. They want us to get a house closer to my siblings (they live down the road from each other, but 30 minutes from us)

But to add to the fuckery, they won’t even come to me and tell me they can’t pay beforehand.

Not a week before

Not three days before

So I had a dream that me and the Mrs. got a Tesla. For some reason I had the brilliant idea to launch it in a full parking lot. I lost control but made it into a narrow parking spot but pulled in too close to the car in the space to the right and scraped its rear bumper. Then things got weird.

The owner of the car showed up. She was a woman about in her early twenties that kind of resembled a terrible roommate my Mrs. had in college. When I tried explaining what happened and apologized she just got in the car and drove away. Literally seconds later she shows back up with her mom who just stands there yelling about the car and how we’re going to fix it.

For some reason “fixing it” involved me getting in the car with the woman and riding off to visit her grandma. The whole drive we make small talk and she seems very unconcerned with the scratches on the car. She gets on the highway and proceeds to drive faster than I ever have.

Some kind of way we ended up at her grandma’s place in a rundown hotel she’s living in which reminded me of the hotel my family lived in back in 2008. When we get there, we go to her room and start looking for something. The thing is I have no idea what we were looking for and her grandma wasn’t even there. I get the feeling that she isn’t trying to fix the car or even find the thing we’re supposed to be looking for but just wants me there for some reason. It feels like she wants to keep me around. Like she has a romantic interest but doesn’t know how to say it.

Around the same time this clicks in my mind, someone knocks at the door. It’s a lady doing housekeeping but we refused service. The room service lady then started talking about how this woman’s grandma needs to pay for her room or she’s going to get evicted. The woman agrees to pay but seems like she has no intention whatsoever of paying anything. As room service lady leaves I notice the hallway that I’d not seen on the way in for some reason. The place was covered in trash and gave me the distinct feeling that this place wasn’t on the up and up.

Right when my mind registered that, a dog walks up to us from somewhere down the hallway. He is the friendliest black pitbull and he just wants all the pets. I get the feeling that this was her grandma’s dog. The dog leads us outside somehow where there’s a balcony area with stairs leading to the first floor and right to the sidewalk in front of the hotel.

After this I don’t know where the dog went but we decided to go downstairs. We almost walk right into a group of old ladies and they start chatting with the woman like they know her. They ask her how her grandma is doing and she just lowers her head. She tells them that her grandma passed away. The old ladies are immediately so sincerely sympathetic and as the woman starts to cry I can feel tears rolling down my face. My first thought was of my own grandma who passed and then the realization that all of my grandparents have passed hit me hard I just started sobbing uncontrollably. One of the old ladies just pulled me in for a hug to console me and we just stood there crying for a good minute.

After a while, we said our goodbyes to the old ladies and finish walking down the stairs. Oddly enough, the woman seems a bit happier after that good cry. The entire time before it was like she was just numb and going through the motions. She became a lot more talkative and we just have normal conversations while walking down the street.

A few steps down the road from the hotel, we get up to a big pink house. It was like it was painted a few different shades of pink. Like the shades of pink the sky turns sometimes at sunset. This place was huge. It looked like at least five families could live there comfortably. I have no idea why we went there or what we were supposed to do but it just seemed like we needed to be there. It felt like this was my new house for some reason.

As we’re walking up to it all of the haze of the dream starts to dissipate and the house seems to stand out even more in my field of view. The details of the house come into full focus like it’s not even a dream at all.

And then I woke up.