(dream had a few days ago, odd, disturbing after it's fashion, still recall the details days later so writing it down...)
I've a craving for chocolate. A 3/4 eaten bearspaw on a plate, Carmel leaking from it's undevoured quarter, I'm heading out looking for some fudge...
There's a mall with a chocolate shop in it down the street, I walk towards it (in the dream this is somewhere west of 17th Avenue/14 St in Calgary....), I find the mall, find the chocolate...
A diner. 50's, large, inside, looking for someone I know, a waitress recognizes me, says hi, some small favour I've done for her, trinket or some such, she's friendly, I can't remember her, she remembers me. At the bar, a big rocket, 50's all round, vintage period junk upon the walls, I don't know who I'm waiting for, why precisely I'm here, only I've been here before, waiting...
...
IN a minivan with my father, he's driving, backing out of a parking lot. I'm in the second row of seats, perhaps 7 seats across, a jumbo-jet of minivans of sorts, the van is full, we're leaving the diner, beside me is an East Indian man, covered with open sores (leprosy?), he's seated upon a towel, upon the seat in front, anything he touches or breathes upon is covered in these green-red mucous balls, they're from his sores....
...beside us in the parking lot someone has cut us off, minor bump, their fault, my father ignores it, we've someplace to go, but a pugilist - shaven head, crooked nose guy is cycling after us, telling us he'll sue, other people are getting out of their cars and telling him he's crazy, it wasn't our fault, they knock him from his bike....
I get out and go up to him, he's seated where he was knocked from his bike, I'm pissed off. I kick him with my boots (soft rubber toe) - right in his crooked nose, he doesn't fall back or pass out or bleed, just looks confused...I am as well, I expected more than this...
...back into the van, beside the East Indian with the mucous balls all over the seat in front of him, his bleeding open sores, the seat he's seated upon, green and red, and we're off...