Dreamt that Ron left my brother and I downtown in a big glass office building. When I came out I had somehow spirited Glenn back home or something and was looking for my car, Little Pearl, who had been parallel parked. All of the cars that had been left on the road were smashed and compacted into cubes, very sad and distressing. I walked back to the building. There was a pay phone in the lobby, but I hadn't any change. I went back out to walk the streets and look for Ron. I had to wake myself. It seemed very real.
