Back in high school, I had this dream.
I was with my family celebrating a special occasion. We had decided to go to this restaurant on the beach. Beautiful view. Sea and shore and fancy food. I was wandering around the restaurant to check it out while we were waiting on our food to be served. I was on the second floor when my brother came up behind me. He was dressed as a monk. I told him we had already ordered and he should go down and tell them what he wants. Then he came at me with a knife. I ran. I rushed down the stairs to find my parents and tell them that Bob had lost his mind. I couldn't find them. I came to a door and opened it. Beyond the door was the outside of the restaurant. I was on the second story with a deranged sibling. I jumped down into the sand.
I ran back inside to find my parents. When I got to the table my parents told me I missed the whole dinner and it was time to leave. I tried to explain that Bob was insane and they told me not to worry about him. He had his own way home.
We left the restaurant and as we were leaving I held open the door for this woman. She was Chinese with a silky black bob and dressed in a white button down shirt and a navy blue skirt with red heels. She smiled her thanks.
I woke up. I shook my head and remembered that my brother was NOT insane and trying to kill me and relaxed.
A week later, my family decided to go out to eat as an early celebration of my father's retirement from the navy. We went to this great restaurant which was right on the water. The food was amazing and we had a fantastic time.
We walked to the door and I held open the door for this woman who was walking in. She was Chinese with a silky black bob and dressed in a white button down shirt and a navy blue skirt with red heels. She smiled at me.
As the remembrance of the dream ran through me and my mouth dropped open in shock, she turned and winked at me. Then she walked further into the restaurant. I ran to catch up with the family.
After all, what was I supposed to say?