I had a dream...

[twitcht6895]

lol no, not that kind of dream, but I did wake up from the most awesomest dream ever. This is post worthy because all I've had are bad or weird fucked up dreams for pretty much as long ass I can remember. In the dream I was hanging out with my one of my best friends who had something to show me, we went down Linden st. and ducked into the building where Paris Koffee Haus was (not Paris on the Poudre), where I spend like 90% of my teenage years. Cafe Ardour is there now and is so different that it hurts. but in the dream it was a new coffee shop called Das Bunker (I know cheesy right), but I went in ad the walls were red and grey (similar to how they used to be) and the counter was where it used to be, but with these 1x6 boards covering most of it ( the way it looks when someone boards up a window, like in a bunker of sorts). Anyway we walk in and immediately I'm struck by the similarity to Paris, and all of my freinds that used to go to Paris were there (and some who had never been), but also there was the new generation of kids who were...well whatever we had been (outcasts, punks, aspiring intellectuals), and all were table hopping and talking. I mentioned the similarity to Paris and I got scolded by one of the younger crowd that this place was it's own, and different than Paris. I hopped (not literally) from table to table with all of those I know and don't. Some where in there I started crying happy tears because the new generation finally had something as special as I had when I was their age. Maybe it was a sense of community, but it was a really beautiful feeling. Maybe Das Bunker, the location, and all of my freinds there just meant I felt safe.

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It sounds really cheesy rereading it now. It was really neat in my head, I promise.