I was a bike courier in SF. My boss asked me to make a delivery to Orange County… On my fucking bike. In the dream I didn’t flinch and just went for it. I had a time to get there 9.00am. I had to get a business card proof to a doctor lee (the eye doctor i wanna get my laser eye surgery done with) and give him 20$ for some reason. I briefly looked at a Thomas Guide… Even though I had my iPhone then just went for it. I kept passing through the strangest things… It was a mix between stuff in SF and LA combo’d to make one fucked place. I get to a spot then Momus (google the singer/artist) sees me and tells me you can two paths… The beach (low) or up this massive hill (high). So I go up this massive hill and when we get to the top we go through this slit in a chain link fence and he goes down the hill backwards facing the hill to stabilize his traction on the dirt. I do the same. I get to another point where I could cut through this massive spectrum like center or take a freeway overpass so I tried the overpass but it was too dangerous. I cut through something and I end up in place… A coastal city. It’s laguna, corona del mar and newport combined. I get to a point where I ask some kids for directions they tell me but I got lost at a split… I ended up at some weird kinkos type place asking a old man for directions which he told me was down the street. I go to an address which I thought was the right on totally stoaked because it was a vinyl figure store and they thought I had a bunch of new toys. They got angry when I didn’t and I looked at the clock and it was 9.30a. So I finally checked my phone for directions and it told me I was miles away and the place was off mcarthur. I was super bummed because I thought I could make the deadline but I didn’t… I started biking towards there and the lady from the store mumbled something… I was getting on my bike then I woke up. Now I’m writing this entry here lol.