Biting Bikes

Me Adena and tim were on a bus. It was a little more of a tram. I had to get off soon. Tim was going some where else. Tim leaned over and started kissing me. It was all hidden in his hair. I wanted Adena to see. See me fighting. I said no. STOP. I think I may have bit him. My first reaction was glad that he wanted me then mad that he thought he could just take it. I got off. It was berkeley. Made of brick. An auditorium. A mother suburban abandonment. Negative feelings. I think there was a crater where the aliens had landed. Tim might have been an alien. I was on a bike around a circle, I was trying to pick up speed so I could make it up a hill. Descartes and infinity and God remind me of this dream.