His old friend, Claire

“Hey Claire, how’s it going?”

“ARE YOU HERE YET?”

“Yes, I’m here, checked in late last night. Want to get lunch? I wont be meeting my family until later in the week.”

Jordan made plans to meet his friend Claire at a local restaurant. Also joining them are his friends Greg and Nicole. These were his closest friends from childhood, and he was excited to have a standard lunch with them. Standard friends, standard lunch. With a life of dreams ahead of him, he was even more happy to play out his standard role. It would make the release of his dreams all the better. He just had to be patient.

They had a very nice lunch together. Catching up was very pleasant. Greg still worked at his dead-end job at the BMW mechanic shop. He had grown up to be a handsome and responsible man. Jordan respected his dedication to his job. Claire was an instructor of her own kick boxing class at the gym. She was in shape, and drop dead gorgeous. Nicole was a bar tender at a popular pub across town. She seemed to enjoy it quite a lot, which surprised Jordan. Nicole was also very attractive.

Jordan felt inadequate to his friends. He was more successful in a traditional sense than all of them, having moved out of town for a fancy office job. But they all were so much happier than he was. So content. So familiar.

He would be happier like them soon enough. He presumed that the power to live out any fantasy you desired every single night would have that effect.

It didn't matter to Jordan that it was only 7 PM. He was ready to dream.