Dreaming in Digital

It was Honeycrisp's birthday and the part I remember was we met our work friends somewhere, then continued walking. We walked until we came across my apartment. The lobby was massive -- it looked like a fancy hotel, with a casino and stage. It's what I imagine Las Vegas looks like.

I was with PinkLady, Ambrosia, another cashier, and Honeycrisp. On this grey, winter day, I wore a black dress with jeans beneath, and I dearly, dearly wanted to shave my legs. There as a show on stage, and the girls stopped to watch.

As I explained what I knew about the show, I noticed Honeycrisp was a little bored. He wandered away from the enthralled group, then came back to find they haven't moved. I gave him my house keys and building fob, telling him, "I'll be right back." I told him they should explore. I left for home to shave my legs.