Feb 25, 2013
Dream 1
I’m at some restaurant with Gen and a couple other people and we’re done with our food. I hug Gen, then go outside. When I look back I’m not at the restaurant anymore, but at some house in New Jersey. I have no idea how I knew I was in Jersey, I just knew. It’s snowy out, really snowy, and I see some people next to me talking, leaning on a red truck. I can’t hear them, but I can hear everything else going on in the background (which isn’t much). One of Gen’s friends comes up to me and punches me in the face. I don’t physically feel it, but I realize what’s going on. Sometime between being hit and regaining my balance, I wake up.
