greenbean

I am with my good friend. She is going to meet up with her fiance and some other friends and I am invited. She offers that we should ride together, but I first need to park my car somewhere. I cannot find a parking space, even after driving around in adjacent residential neighborhoods. I ride past some houses that are large and beautiful. One of them I happen to know is not inhabited and is for sale. I consider parking there, but somehow know that the neighbor owns the property, so I am cautious.

Finally, I find myself on my old road-bicycle, awkwardly riding on the sidewalk to the restaurant we are meeting. I manage to chain my bicycle up inside the restaurant, hoping to not piss off the waiters who now have to walk around it. That is the end.