11-25-2014, 12:13 PM
I walk into a scene wearing a heavy black cloth winter jacket. It is cool and wet. No snow. I am aware of my grey hair but feel much younger. I find the blond man I am looking for leaning on an over sized white truck - hanging out with his buddies. There are other massive four-wheeled vehicles parked around the area like there is some kind of exhibition going on.There is a stage where a rock band is about to begin playing. A dark man takes the stage. We go for a walk and talk and as we are passing a vehicle, we slip in the mud and slide under the vehicle together. I try to get out but my coat is in the way. We both struggle to try and get out from under....