Guess that my personal anxieties are catching up to me in my sleep since I've been suppressing them while I'm awake. Cassius owns a gym downtown in the building which used to house the big Goodwill warehouse. You know, the one by Front Range Grill. The walls facing old Colorado avenue had been knocked out and replaced with big windows. Fortunately my living space was just a hop skip and a jump away so I could walk over for training the skill of strength.

The lights were blazing, outshining the street lights to the point that one couldn't look into the windows without squinting or wearing sunglasses. I walked past and tried the door but it was locked. Funny, Jaybird and Cassius said they'd be there at eight p.m. sharp and it was only a few minutes to eight. I waited a bit longer and the door was still locked. I knocked without getting a response. Around 8:30 I walked back home. Now my pad was just a simple centegenarian of a house. Along the fence facing the street was a long couch so I flopped down and stared into the sky.

elmgrows walked past but didn't hear me when I called out to him. I passed it off because he has kids and a real job which makes him really busy even when he's not at work. Eventually the stars winked out leaving a featureless sky. Up the street, eastwards if you're playing along at home, I heard familiar laughter. Cassius, elmgrows and Jaybird were walking down my side of the street. Now I wasn't entirely upset about missing strength training but being told pretty much "be there or be square" got my goat. They passed by, saw me and broke into even louder laughter.

Now my front yard had three more people. They couldn't get over the fact that I was so gullible and that I gave up so easily. Jaybird crushed his smoke under his shoe then Cassius and elmgrows grabbed my arms followed by getting pummelled in the gut by Jaybird.

"Fuck you. Go back to New Jersey." elmgrows and Cassius threw me on the ground and walked over me, Cassius using my head as a cobblestone.