My whole family was together for some reason. Alicia and I went to the house where I lived in elementary school to meet them. I don't remember part of it here, but we were all going to my aunt's house in Columbia City after that. I was driving alone and it started raining. For some reason I was getting onto 69 even though that is out of the way if I was going to Columbia City.
I turned on my windshield wipers , but they just scattered the water so I couldn't see through the windshield. I slowed down so I wouldn't go off the road, but then I saw a car getting ready to pass me. I drove faster because I don't like when people pass me. I finally came to a stop sign and the rain stopped. I turned right and all of a sudden I was riding a bike in a residential neighborhood.
I asked a guy for directions and he pointed me toward stairs that went down. When I started going in that direction I passed another guy who was wearing a box fan like a backpack trying to use it to help him fly. I walked my bike down the stairs and went through a door. As I walked in the place looked familiar. I think I had a recurring dream about this place when I was younger. I was always scared to be there and I was always alone. It was really just a big empty concrete area, though.
Anyway, I walked around a corner and there was another door so I went through it and it led to a pool. It was kinda like the PERC pool. I walked my bike around the pool so I could get to the door and continue riding it to my aunt's house. There were a few people next to the pool talking about how upset they were that someone ordered too much at McDonald's. At this point my cell phone rang. It was Alicia wanting to make sure I didn't sleep too long. It was still two hours before I had to be at work so I had plenty of time to publish my stupid dream in this blog.