Searching For The Center of Everything

[Monday, September 24th, 2012]
I'm wandering around a lightless void... I remember what day it was! "February 10th!" It was almost Valentine's Day... and I wouldn't be paid from
this new job for awhile. Maybe I should ask someone for money? I start going through a list of people. "I can't ask Grandma or Mum... Hmm..."
Suddenly, I'm in a restaurant trying to find a spot to eat in the booth... I only find one spot that looks clean. I sit in it and people return from the
bathroom to sit at the table next to me. They shove their chairs back right up against me. I scoot over quietly to another dirty table. I get up to go
back outside, when another table starts in about something to that other table. They call them assholes and laugh. I return quickly and thank them,
and tell them my name is Austin *****. They smile politely and both shake my hand. I leave quickly again before they really take a look at my
dirty hair.

Outside, the world is a desert wash area, with soft sand from box, but it's a V shaped like canyon. This restaurant is built into the side of the V
close to the top. I see Brent walking around, and then I see his ATV. I decide to get in and try to drive it. I starts automatically and I have no
trouble steering, but I turn around and coast it back to Brent. Brent sees me and I ask him if he can drive me home. He obliges.
We make it back home, it's the same kind of scenery of Soft Sand V-shape Canyon with odd trees growing out the side. We go inside and I see
Casey too. Everything is the usual. Casey fights. Brent bickers. I stay quiet (or try to.) Mom even comes over eventually... which is odd, since this
is DAD's house.

Right on cue, Dad arrives and comes in to see Mum, me, Casey, and Brent- all standing around the kitchen's center counter-top. It's instantly and
easily the most awkward thing that ever happened. Dad's starts asking, "How could you just invade my home like this? Especially after how
you've been to ME?" Mom looks totally taken back, she's not nearly as confident as usual, as she knows she's in the wrong. She has the look of a
child being scolded- but says nothing. The dream fades away to me outside.

I have to go somewhere, so I ask Brent for a ride in his truck. Dad tells Brent to go help me, and we both get in and leave.

<my recollection escapes me here>