Wallet

Dreaming

I am in Springtown in a house that feels quite grand. I am standing in a large room; it feels like an entryway as well as a room. There is someone with me, and to my left, in another room, is Theo. He and I are going on a date.

I am at a train station (not in Springtown) to catch a train up to London to go on a date with Theo. He is still in Springtown; I am going up slightly before him, but I don’t know why. I stand and wait for the train, which I sense should come in on my right. Nothing comes for a long time, and then I realise that the train has been replaced by a bus, so I walk over to a circular area where I am to catch the bus. I realise it will take a long time to get to London on the bus. I suddenly realise I don’t have any money; I know I did have. I remember I left it on the train, even though I never got on one.

I get on a train that is in the station and see my wallet where I left it. It is open, and there is no money in it. There are two boys aged around ten standing nearby; they say something which makes me realise that they took the money. I confront them, but they deny it. I know they did, though.

I have to contact Theo to tell him that I won’t be able to meet him in London after all, as I have no way of getting there. I don’t know why we didn’t just have a date where we were.


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