The other night I had a dream that I was supposed to go on a date. I took the bus to the lady's apartment, dressed in a suit and carrying flowers. The lady in question wasn't home and wasn't answering her phone. I knew I'd just been ditched unceremoniously.
No problem, I went to a bar to meet with some family members, all of whom died years ago. We asked different questions and marked blank sheets of paper with a marker as if the questions had been written down. I started a monologue about love in Tolkien's works but never finished. My great-uncle introduced me to a young woman he called his niece.
I rode a bus with the niece and talked for a bit. Another woman boarded. The niece left with the woman without saying goodbye to me. I tried to follow them but lost them and found myself in a comedy club. Ditched twice in the same dream!