So here’s how my life started spiraling out of control. First, I was truly awake and the dream man is real and actually has a name. It’s Eliott, and he definitely recognizes me. Second, he works with Brian. What are the odds of him working with Brian and knowing him? I’m sure it’s slim to none, but at the same time, it’s just my luck. Then, he drops the bomb that he’s moving to town, and having him close seemed almost overwhelming as I tried to figure out how I would avoid leaving my apartment so as not to run into him.
I am surprised I was able to keep my face somewhat neutral throughout the whole conversation. Apparently not completely neutral because Brian was giving me a weird look. “Just ate too much,” I said lamely and rubbed my stomach. As Brian’s eyes were trained on me I
