Dream

I escaped my captor by grabbing him by the shoulders and saying "Can you really live with yourself, let me go!"

 

Then I ran and found a phone booth and called my boyfriend who was working as a bartender at a dive bar.

 

"I escaped!" I told him.

 

He was distracted and bored. I hung up on him and began walking home.

 

I was back in time living in my old Oakland Ave neighborhood on Smith Hill but the roads were torn up. It looked like it had been bombed although I knew that wasn't the case.

 

I was aware that my apartment building had no electricity and I wanted to get home to turn on my small battery-operated lamp.

 

I saw a utility truck nearby and in dream logic I got caught on the truck's roof. They brought me down by pressing a button and I held on and was lowered to the street. I thanked them. 

 

"What's with the roads?" I asked.

 

"Kitty litter. Everyone tossing their kitty litter into the street."