Runaways

I dreamt I was on a Greyhound bus in America and this girl I used to be best friends with was sitting in the seat behind me. In the dream we had just met on the bus. I was a runaway and she was homeless. We had both been writing in our diaries about some dream we had had and we were amazed they matched. The dream was about some girl that was an alien.

We got to the bus stop and got off. It was a city and very hot. We had to make our way into the city centre. We were walking along and then we were going into the public toilets. She went into the mens toilets and threw me a bag of liquorice allsorts.

When I came out of the toilet she was gone.