"I don't like the feeling of this dream. Too shockingly true... and what I was thinking in that car, in the parking lot, when I realized those thoughts it changed me a lot in this real world. This is an important memory." David Mulhern
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I realized I was in a Circle K. The fluorescent lights weren't needed because the natural light from outside spilled in through the giant windows. I looked at the girl next to me. She was short and cute in a farm-girl sort of way. I realized we are in some kind of a relationship, so I have to kiss her. It felt nice to kiss someone, because apparently I hadn't for quite some time. And I though about how good I was at it.

I sat in my car outside the Circle K, watching and waiting for her. She was inside looking for me. I stared at her through the windows, watching her look for me, watching her care about me, and I felt disgusted or embarrassed. I can't tell. I decided she would not come with me.

Suddenly, on the ground in a parking lot in Estes Park outside a large building with dark reflective windows, between two cars, I sit... with Jen. We start kissing for some odd reason. It is so simple. I am surprised, in a way, because I never thought of Jen in a sexual way but at that moment it seemed to make sense. 

She tells me to ignore the blood on her shirt. Blood is all over her. She runs inside.

I walk towards the door and stand there, waiting for her to return. I stare at my own reflection. It distorts as the door opens. She runs back out and stops when she sees me. She seemed disappointed that I was still standing there. 

She was holding a small dark pouch with what I thought were condoms inside. Red, yellow, green and I realized they were balloons. They cracked when I touched them. It felt so strange. I showed her the huge holes in the little balloons. She just stared at me.

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Date: 04.14.98

Locations: a circle K parking lot, the ground in a parking lot in estes park...

Characters:
Her sort of, Jen

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