Last night, I dreamed that I was in the grocery store here in Millinocket. There was someone in the meat section who looked familiar to me but I couldn't remember who it was. Since he was here in Millinocket, I was referencing my internal files for Millinocket and couldn't find him there anywhere. Then I had the feeling he was someone I had known before moving to Millinocket. He noticed me, and I could see that he knew me as well. He didn't say anything but it seemed that he was waiting for me to. I was embarrassed to admit that I didn't know who he was. I had the feeling that he was someone with whom I was friendly when we came across one another, and that we probably ate together in a restaurant sometimes, but I didn't have the impression that we had been close friends. Still, I should know who he was. Finally, I admitted that I couldn't remember his name. "I'm sorry. I know that I know you but I am drawing a blank," I said. Or something to that effect. "We were friends once," he replied, with an emphasis on the last word. Then he walked away.