zombiesarebad

i dreamt that i had woken up and was performing my usual morning routine of stopping at the gas station on the way to work for an energy drink. There was a tall and skinny- very pale- guy in the parking lot leaning against one of those ridiculous tricked four-banger economy cars. Sarcastically, i said "nice car." He thought i was being sincere, and thanked me. I turned to walk into the store, laughing at him to myself.

next thing i remember, a woman came up to me in Rite-Aid and said she was the man's mother. Apparently this was some time later... she told me that her son had died of cancer and had no real friends. She said that he remembered what i said and had told her that he wanted me to have the car after he died.