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I was standing on the side of the road in a city. It might have been Charleston... it might not have been. I think I was looking for a cab though, which means probably not Charleston.
And this guy approaches me... and I think he thought I was a prostitute. I slapped him right upside the face, which stunned him and then he actually looked apologetic. I was holding one of my shoes in my hand like a weapon by then but the man was already moving away.
I was shaking when I felt a hand on my shoulder. I almost screamed, but when I turned I realized it was Paul. He's a guy that I know from church. He took one look at me, scooped me up, and carried me into a nearby diner. The entire time he was soothing me. I must have been sobbing.
He was so tall and broad... and comforting. And then he asked me to eat something. And I did.
Then there was a song playing and he and I danced. It was kind of weird because he was so tall he basically just picked me up and hugged me to him and he swept around the room.
It was such a strange dream.