Journal 12/22/04

Tonight, I want to write about a really interesting dream that I had
last night. I dreamed about my old friend Pete. Now Pete was the other
guy in a couple friendship I had with my last girlfriend and this
hippie girl Angie. Now, we were friends for quite a while and we all
got along quite well, particularly Pete and I. We both loved good food,
good beer, good weed and good conversation.
But we both went under the legal wheel at one point. I did it for
hitting my highly agressive girlfriend after she'd hit me twice. He did
it for supposedly raping his ex, with whom he had a childhood. I'll
never know the truth of that incident. But I do know that a guy, in our
legal system, can find himself buried without ever doing a thing
wrong.
Anyway, I dreamed that I met Pete again and was letting him hang
around my apartment, maybe even stay a couple days. And he, who was
always a sparky, charismatic guy, had really taken a hit. Now he seemed
worn down and sleazy. When I knew him, he was a somewhat successful
door-to-door steak salesman. Now, he was going to doors and collecting
on credit card debt. Now I have some credit card debt and that's an
interesting element of the dream.