Shiftless

Non-lucid.
fragments.
I'm in a sandy beach-type area, with a boardwalk / Hut structure covering the beach. I'm here on the boardwalk with people I vaguely remember from high school, acquaintances, people whose faces I remember; but not their names.

I am on the sand, fighting someone who I don't recognize. I win, and proceed to kick sand in his face..
I spit on him, and proclaim " eat it!"
As I walk back onto the boardwalk, my old classmates seem to look at me with fear and resent, they step away from me as I go up the stairs.

Iits strange how well this dream captured the way I felt about high school.