Something.

I had the dream again.
I was mad at someone. Not quite sure who that someone is but I was furious and fed up at someone. Someone close. Someone that's made me mad like this before. I was yelling. Not quite sure what about but something to do with someone hurting me. I remember yelling at them to STOP IT. Stop what exactly, I'm not sure.
Then I half walked, half jogged away. Leaving you alone in the parking lot. Before you could say anything. I somehow made it into the breezeway and saw someone that I really didn't want to see. Someone that I either don't like or don't talk to often or have been avoiding. Someone who I definitely did not want to see me like this. Distraught. Upset. I don't know exactly who. He/she asked me if I was okay. But I didn't want to deal with them. They didn't really care so I walked away without answering.
I made it to grindley which was empty btw. And started to cross the street when I woke up.

Even my dreams are ambiguous.