I was running down a very steep road along the side of a mountain, surrounded by many tall trees, which made the daylight appear dark.
I was lost and thought I would never find my home again.
Reaching the bottom of the hilly road had brought me to another very long and quiet road and the only direction I could go was either left or right. I furiously ran up and down the street, desperately trying to find someone I knew, like my mom or dad. I ached for a familiar face, but found none.
I did spot a quaint wooden cabin across the road with a large parking area next to it. It wasn't a home, it was clearly a restaurant or store. There was a sign out front, but the pine trees did their job of making everything appear snugged and sleepy.
I pushed the door open and found that it was a small dimly-lit restaurant and everything was made out of wood. The bar up front and the tables with benches along the left side of the place were all wood; the floors, walls and ceiling. There was a man with brown hair behind the counter and a couple of people quietly sat either at the bar or at the tables. The place was quiet and slow. Anybody could easily fall asleep and not be stirred for hours. I jumped and sat on the bar stool and stupidly asked the man how to get home. He just stared at me like I grew a second head, but more so like he couldn't understand my language. I believe he gave me some bread with honey and milk. I don't remember eating it. I was so high strung and anxious, I kept zipping from one table and bench to the next and around the corner where the restaurant was dark and placed my head on a table in exhaustion and despair. I will never find home, I will never see my parents again. The gentleman watched me sadly exit the place and outside I wandered around aimlessly. The large parking lot was mainly empty, if I could recall, but around the back of the restaurant was a chicken coop with a couple of other animals like a goat. And then there was a vast green field, as big as the clear blue sky if flipped. I still had no clue where I was, but I know it was peaceful.
Suddenly, I awake from this dream and twenty-three years later I remember it like it actually happened.
To be continued...
