I dreamed we were finishing up band practice at John's, which is normal, and in my dream what was also normal was that we had to make sure we were all out of there by 5:00 because that's when John and Kay have their little in-home daycare center, for kids in the neighborhood and stuff. On my way out, I pass the lady setting up her desk thing near the back basement door. Clever, how the business entrance is just the back door of the house anyway, as that makes it easier to separate the business from the main part of the house. There are already two or three little kids there, and I pass a mom and kid coming in. I walk out to the driveway, and cars are lining up to drop kids off. Damn, not quite a "little" side business anymore, eh, John?
Then I pause for a second as I remember that on the way out there, I'd stopped at the gas station to grab a Coke, and for some stupid reason (probably stoned as hell), I decided to just walk the rest of the way out to John's. It was a nice day out, and it's only like half a mile. I'm a fucking idiot, because now, dead tired from another great jam session, I have to walk half a mile to my car.
The road winds through the woods and over a river, and I look and see a boat just pulling up to the dock near the bridge. It's John's boat! Someone had stolen his boat a few weeks back, but damn if that isn't it right there. I'd know it anywhere. I walk over and start talking to the people on the boat, asking them who they are and what are they doing on John's boat. They ask me who the hell John is. This isn't a small boat; it's a cabin cruiser, probably 30 or 32 feet, and I can see into the cabin, which is exactly how I remember it, having been on board a few times, and besides, there's John and Kay's picture right there. I pull out my phone to call the cops. Except I'm not quite sure exactly where I am, or how to describe it to the cops. So I ask the people there what town are we even in, what's the name of this river, all that. Amazingly, they tell me. They're being completely cooperative. In fact, they're being really cool about everything overall.
They invite me on board, so I climb aboard, and they're watching some video on the TV about trains. I like trains, so I watch for a while. Some of the others get bored and wander into the next room, and eventually I'm the only one left, so I head into the other room to see what everyone else is up to. It occurs to me that there's no one left watching the TV, so of course MY MOM shows up and yells at me to turn off the TV if no one's watching it!
Even though it was just a dream, hearing my mom's voice yelling at me shook the hell out of me, and I woke up. My mom's been gone since 2010, and John and Kay don't have a boat as far as I know, nor do they run a daycare out of their house. Though it is true that their house is pretty huge.
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