The Candy Fell & Exploded On The Floor

It took place in a mall. I started inside. It looked like the Glendale Galleria, but it wasn’t it. My mom was with me. I think we were looking for clothes. I didn’t want to be there. I always hated shopping for clothes with my mom. We have always had such different taste. It was a pretty fancy boutique. A woman was showing my mom some… not very pretty dresses. I didn’t say anything, though. I learned a long time ago that I shouldn’t argue with my mom about the clothes she buys. Sometimes I have to, but this wasn’t one of them. It was red; very red, and it had big sleeves. It wasn’t attractive. I just walked around while my mom was considering taking the hideous thing home. She didn’t, and we finally left the store.

Leaving the store didn’t take us to the mall, though. It all suddenly turned into Old Town La Puente (only it looked a bit nicer). It was a bit deserted, but very nice and sunny. My mom and I were just walking down the street, talking, just having a good time. We went into one shop, like a mini mart. I was looking for something sweet. There weren’t many options, but they did have Mexican candy. I was still looking around and Brian came up to me. He apparently worked there. We were just talking, but I wasn’t really paying much attention. I was still looking for things to buy. I introduced him to my mom. I think we started talking about me wanting to move out, and he suggested I move in with him. He would tell his girlfriend to move out. I didn’t really think about it. It was as normal as chewing your food. He talked to my mom, and she “approved” of him. I said “okay,” took some candy, and left. I walked out of the store and even in my dream, I thought “WTF? Why would I just agree to this? I had no say in it and if I did, I wouldn’t want to. How dare he ditch me, take her, and then ditch her and take me?”

I didn’t think about it anymore, and didn't really care. I went to his place and looked around; still the same, only cleaner and carpeted. His girlfriend forgot her baby, so his friend went to give him to her….

That’s what I get for reading Birth of Venus before going to bed.