i was on an island somewhere up north and hanging out near a bridge connecting to the main land. the bridge was lifting, so i stayed on the island and went to a nearby peet’s coffee. i had a complimentary drink card, so i used that to get a mocha. but the barista decided to let me keep the card and gave me the drink for free.
suddenly, i’m in a relationship with this girl. it’s like somebody was filming my life and removing entire chunks of the plot. we’re in this natural history museum, and the dinosaurs are actually alive. they’re behind some kind of sound proof, double paned plexi-glass. one of the dinosaurs is spitting venom against the glass.
the girl and i keep walking around, arm in arm. i’m thanking her for understanding my sense of humor (don’t have any idea what was actually making her laugh).
i went to visit her at the coffee shop and she’s giving another guy a free drink. i remember this guy looking pretty tall, but that’s all i can remember. so, in a rage, i went to some kind of abandoned naval ship that had been left on the beach. there were mirrors all inside of it and the reflection showed someone else entirely. i was apparently a very overweight individual with a receding hairline.