Restaurant Adventure
By Craig Wilson
The smoke clears, and I see I am in a restaurant.
I do not remember going to a restaurant at all.
I see my folks are chilling with me right now.
My folks remind me we came here to have fun.
I take their word for it, and I soak in the sights.
We’re in a fancy Italian restaurant, which is nice.
However, we are waiting for our table to open.
I see the other people being led to their tables.
I check my watch. The time keeps changing.
A young woman appears and says it is time.
My phone’s alarm goes off, and I soon wake up.
The End
The above story is a loose adaptation of a dream I had. If there is anything you would like to ask, feel free to leave a comment, and thank you for reading.
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