It wasn't my work.
There was a staff meeting called after hours, it was a cafe or a futuristic pizza place, where everyone
was sitting on tables and waiting their turns for the spinal tap machine.
I sat next to a blond man on the table, waiting for my friend, and we held hands.
He then melted into a belt buckle and attached to my pants so I walked him around the table a few times.
We sat back on the table, he unmelted, thanked me for the walk, reached into his pocket and gave me his card.
2 comments:
I've been wondering what might have occurred had you given him a call.
That would be a nice follow-up dream.
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