Lonely

I had this dreadful dream. I was sitting on a bench, one at a park that I've often been to. I sat alone, and felt a terrible loneliness. I missed everybody, had nobody. I ended leaning on the bench, pretending to lean against a girlfriend, pretending that she was petting me, that the cold hard bench was her soft warm thigh. Then I woke up. It's bad enough to feel alone when awake, but have dreams about that? That is the apex of loneliness. I turned around, pulled Anna closer to me and set to sleep again.