Darkness in the District

Yesterday was fathers day- therein is the explanation why I dreamed my dad was driving me around downtown Rock Island. Though, from my seat, in the back, I could barely make out where we were due to heavy darkness or fog. Yes- the symbolism here is just too thick and can be cut with a knife, I know. Interestingly enough, though, this is a trip that actually happened. Sometime in the mid 90's I remember my pops taking me out for a calzone and more or less following along the same path (for example, I recall driving down this one hill in particular to get there). Maybe my mind used a shell of a memory and created this alternate, tangential dream episode....the day after fathers day.