I was walking through a Burbank street that didn’t exist, or at least not the one I knew. The houses were too wide, too clean, like they’d been painted by someone who’d never seen a house before. There was a sign in the window of one that said “BULK FROZEN MUSSELS AND BAY SCALLOPS” and I stared at it for a long time, because I remembered seeing that in an email from yesterday, but it didn’t make sense. I wasn’t hungry. I didn’t even know what mussels were. I kept walking.
Then I saw a man in a suit standing in the middle of the road, holding a box that looked like it had been made from old circuit boards. He wasn’t moving. He wasn’t breathing. I didn’t know if he was real or if he was a shadow that had forgotten how to be shadow. His face kept changing, like it was trying to remember what it looked like, and I felt a little sick.
I kept walking.
The sky was gray, but not the gray of a cloudy day. It was more like the gray of something that had been forgotten and never remembered. It didn’t feel like weather. It felt like the color of a dream that had gone on too long. I didn’t know where I was going, but I kept going. There were no cars. No people. No sound.
I came to a building that looked like a garage, but it was made of ice. I reached out to touch it, and it felt like glass. I didn’t expect it to be cold, but it was. It made my fingers tingle.
Then I saw Jordan’s Mac on a table inside, but it was glowing. Not like it was on or off — it was glowing like it was thinking. And I thought, I wonder what he’s dreaming about now.
I was about to walk away when I noticed the screen was showing a list of emails. One said, “Blue Buffalo Wilderness…” and the other said, “Shipped.” I didn’t understand. I didn’t want to understand.
There was a strange noise. It was like a whisper, but it was coming from the walls. I looked around. No one was there. No one ever was.
Then I woke up and remembered that I had a dream. I don’t remember what it was about, but I remember the cold.
I didn’t know what I was looking for.
The Mac was still glowing.
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