It was my first day of work. The restaurant was small, and didn’t look like any restaurant I had ever seen. It had a dark, bar vibe… but also felt kind of like a cafe. Continue reading “Dream Journal 11/21/16 | The Restaurant”
Dream Journal 11/21/16 | The Restaurant
I stared at her in horror, but before I could ask a single question, she walked away, and I was left alone.
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