i look over in the car but i can't see who i'm with. this is normal for me. sometimes in my dreams it's my partner, or an old friend; once or twice, an old flame; once, someone who did terrible things to me (which is to say, it's never a conscious choice!). i look over and i can't see anyone but i sense that they're out of frame. we keep driving.
i woke up to chunks of hardpack littering the end of the driveway: the plows were by last night. maybe my subconscious' way of dealing with the long winter. yeah, this sucks. but i got you. you wanna drive somewhere?