After flying in, I had left my luggage on the subway track, both suitcases. I was almost certain they’d been retrieved and were waiting at lost and found, but no one would drive me back to the airport to pick them up. I continued to text the lost and found system and received messages alerting me of the status of my luggage, but none confirmed that my belongings were safe.
I struggled in vain to obtain this luggage for the duration of my trip, which teetered magically between riding with my sister in brightly colored minibuses on improbably steeply tilted stone roads overlooking an ocean (we got out once to climb the stairs of a bell tower and, as I looked down on the rugged drop, I feared for my safety) and my parents’ living room, where I didn’t have any change of clothes — my suitcases remaining as they did on the subway tracks or adjacent lost and found.
We ate raw limes as my parents prepared my sister to return to Seattle and I voiced jealousy of all the help she got in moving. “You’re on the east coast,” my mom said, “if you were here, we’d help you too.” Yet every time I tried to get someone to take me to the airport to fetch my luggage, they delayed or demurred, and I remained stuck.
While I was away, my neighbor sent me a Tumblr message to inform me that the gnome in my back lot was missing, and my reaction was, “He follows me on Tumblr! Oh no! That means he’s seen all my posts mentioning him having loud sex.” Still the specter of my retrieved luggage haunted me.
Suddenly I was walking through a mall, set in a desert, with a boy who (in real life) is trying to date me. We were en route to try outs for a band that would play in Cambodia and I really wanted to make it, but he was trying to persuade me to stop by his place (located in the mall) for a drink. I didn’t want, to because I knew we’d get drunk and miss the audition, but I couldn’t stop myself.
I woke up while we were still in the middle of the mall, me trying to resist being pulled away from the audition but stuck with the sinking feeling I’d fail.