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[Inside]<\/center>All around me, in this double-wide trailer, is my extended family. I didn’t feel any shame, and am having a good time. My mother’s mother treats me like a twelve-year-old, which she always does. Pleasant warmth.<\/p>\n

[Outside]<\/center>No shame meant that I was no longer what the nastier part of my inner dialogue wants to call a “worthless bum”.<\/p>\n

[Inside]<\/center>I left the trailer, still filled with the pleasant warmth. I was picked up in a car, and it had three other people in it. I knew that this was my family, as well. The pleasant warmth was sustained by family. One of the occupants of the compact car reminded me of , but I couldn’t tell you why or who was driving the car.<\/p>\n

[Outside]<\/center>I was not driving the car, and this is somehow important.<\/p>\n

[Inside]<\/center>I was dropped off at a party that resembled a birthday party I attended in Japan. I was surrounded by women, and the warmth was only reduced mildly.<\/p>\n

[Outside]<\/center>All the people there were girls I’d known in high school.<\/p>\n

[Inside]<\/center>The conversation turned to my love life, and lack thereof. It felt like the usual turn of affairs, almost natural that I didn’t have a significant other.<\/p>\n

[Outside]<\/center>It felt much like the three years in which I’d had no significant other, only without the urgency and panic.<\/p>\n

[Inside]<\/center>The question was posed to me by a girl I’d had a crush on, and this amused me pleasantly. She was half Asian, half German, tall, and thin. Her face was pockmarked with acne scars, and this didn’t trouble me.<\/p>\n

[Outside]<\/center>She’d never had acne in high school. Somehow this brought her off of the pedastal I’d placed her on in High School.<\/p>\n

[Inside]<\/center>I’d asked her out once and she had turned me down. She said that it had been a mistake, and that she ought to rectify it.<\/p>\n

[Outside]<\/center>When I awoke, I remembered that the action of asking her out and getting turned down had actually happened in a previous dream.<\/p>\n

[Inside]<\/center>I was picked up again by the same compact car, and we drove around the town admiring old buildings and new green in the city.<\/p>\n

[Outside]<\/center>This is where I woke up.<\/p>\n

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