Dream Log Entry 90

I was leaving Fort Collins High School at night and there were a few fire trucks and police cars on the road. It was light out by the time I got to Teena’s house. She was celebrating her twenty-third birthday. There was a banquet table set up outside and she had the largest and fanciest chair. There were a few other guys sitting at the table and everyone was drinking chocolate milk. She moved her chair closer to mine and invited me to join her on her trip to New England; she would be leaving on Sunday. There was a maid in the kitchen who was washing cups.