I Had a Dream

I had a dream of running a cafe and bar. I worked my a** off to make that dream come true. Many times, I could hardly walk after work, and even the next day. Only to find out my partner was working against me, setting me up to fail. Setting me up so he could walk in and take the business for almost nothing and turn it into an asset for himself.

Last week, I had a dream about Pierre. While it has no basis in reality, I think it says a lot about how I feel about Pierre. In my dream, Pierre was in the bathroom, looking at himself in the mirror, washing his hands and face like he was getting ready for work. He was talking about continuing to be a coach. (When we were first starting the restaurant, Pierre said he was going to quit coaching except on Wednesdays in Euless. However he continued to coach on other days in the same facility we had the cafe.) In my dream, Pierre explained that he would continue to coach because it made it easier for him to con money out of the parents. As I have chronicled things that happened at the cafe in this blog, I think my heart sees Pierre more clearly now. I hope people will read this blog before considering doing business with him. I not saying they shouldn’t do business with him; I’m just saying they should be aware, they should be wary.