CBar Stories

Here we are, a beautiful weekend retreat with our entire group. Most importantly, I'm alongside my loving spouse, ready for the time of our lives.  "Alright, where you want to go first?" "Not sure, somewhere more lowkey though. I'm pretty tired from the trip over here." "No worries, I know just the place!" I led my partner into the main atrium of the massive stadium the group had rented out for the weekend. Sure, it may have been the local stadium, and nowhere near the size of the national league stadiums, but we had full reign for the entire weekend. I watched as the rest of our group split off into groups of two to four, rushing into the hallways like there's absolutely no time to waste. I may have said I knew just the place, but the truth was that I had never stepped foot in this place and I had no idea what there was to do. What I lacked in knowledge of the weekend activities I made up with how well I knew my spouse. I took them by the hand...

Alright, time to get up. Let's see what I missed overnight. Oh, here's a message from my team member from our group project. Let's see what they said! "CBar, We regret to inform you that we have taken a vote. The majority ruled to remove you from our group, seeing as we have not heard from you for the past week. We've been attempting to reach you, all to no avail. We understand this will result in a failing grade for your project, but due to your incompetence in leading this group, we cannot let this go on any longer. We'll see you in class on Monday, enjoy your weekend. Kind regards, Aspen and group" Uhh, what just happened? When did they send messages earlier? Why did they expect a response? It's spring break! They're right too. I'll fail the project, which means I'll fail the class. I'm going to have to retake this course, aren't I? I didn't even ask to be leader, they just put me in that position. And now they're going t...

Wow, could this be? How could I have slept through this? There's a Triceratops, a Stegosaurus, and a Brachiosaurus! It's a good thing they're all herbivores, otherwise I'd be lunch! I've gotta see more... Huh, I don't remember my house being this big. Even the Brachiosaurus can stand straight up. Ha, the Triceratops is letting me pet it, how funny.  Oh. My. Goodness... They're everywhere! How did I get so lucky? I've always wanted to meet dinosaurs, and now they're here! I began to frolic in my recently sizable house. I fed the dinosaurs, hugged them, and even slid down the Brachiosaurus' neck like a slide! If you can't tell by now, that one was my favorite. I named him Edgar, even though I don't know if it was a boy or girl. Edgar was my best friend in that moment, and I couldn't have been happier about it.  I looked everywhere for my family, they had to come see how amazing everything was. My dad found me eventually, took me by the ...

Alright, slow dance over, I think I did alright. Wow, I am completely shaking, can they notice too? Doesn't matter, how are they doing though? "Hey, are you having fun?" I didn't really care, just wanted to move past the awkward moment we just had. "I guess," they replied, "but I would really love some lemonade. Kinda thirsty over here!" Okay, awesome, I have my task. That'll make them happy, right? They'll be happy this time, right? "Sounds good, meet me back here please. I'll be right back!" Out I go to the courtyard of the high school. The workers had set up some string lights and tables for socializing, very romantic. Aw, they're even candlelit, that's so cute. I got kind of excited that I could take my partner here to have some time away from the dance floor. We'll see though, it's up to them. Once I snapped out of my daydream of wondering how it would go out here, I quickly grabbed the pre-poured lemonade...

The first thing I remember was awakening from my slumber. I was in my small red recliner, right next to my grandfather's big blue one. I see the TV has a movie on, one I don't remember starting. I must have dozed off while it played. But wait, where's Grampa? Why are all the lights off? What is happening right now? Alright, I've been prepared for this, I can handle it. Maybe if I call out his name...  Grampa!...  No answer.  Grampa!!...  Still nothing.  GRAMPAAAAA!!!...  Silence, complete and utter silence.  Alright, next plan, call someone. Let's trudge up that big spiral staircase that made the house seem like an old castle. DANG IT! We don't have a house phone anymore, when did that happen? Wait, there on the kitchen island, is that Nana's phone? Alright, perfect, now all I have to do is call. Uhh, why is the microwave going too? That's weird. Anyways... Dial the number, come on, just dial it... No, that's the wrong one, try again. NO, why aren...

 Hello world!  I would like to formally introduce myself and my blog to you all. As for me, you may refer to me as CBar (pronounced: see-bar). Not to represent the similarly-named knife brand, or even to give a hinting as to who I may be. Quite the contrary, I want it to be a complete mystery as to who I am. I am not afraid of myself being found out, or to even mask my identity out of shame. In order to delve deeper into this, I should explain the purpose of this blog... I, at my core, am a dreamer. Not a daydreamer, but a "nightdreamer". More succinctly, and most likely disappointingly, I have dreams at night. The most wonderful dreams, some the most fearful, but ones that I cannot contain anymore. This is, metaphysically (meta: "at the base of"; physics: "reality"), a dream log and nothing more. Sure, I may make embellishments in order to enhance the rapid release of chemicals in a not-so-conscious state, or even to fill in gaps that my own mind may have...