all downhill now

The dream is work related? Or it seems to be at some place where i am employed but not my real life work. It’s lunch time and i’m going to go up the hill to where the shopping center is. There are hundreds of bicycles outside of the building. They’re for the people that work in the building to use. All of them are exactly the same. Black cruiser style bicycles. I take one and ride up the hill. The place i go is a ?store with a restaurant/grill. They’re serving breakfast. Some of my co-workers (except some are classmates from facebook really) are there and invite me to join them. Sandy. Lana. Sharon? and one other. We have to wait. The place is not very big and all of the tables are either occupied or need to be cleaned. I see a table in a booth that we could sit but we have to wait. I’m watching a couple eating. A man and woman having a leisurely breakfast and coffee near the edge of the dining room floor. There’s a line at the counter buying products from the store. There are a bunch of booths behind the counter where lots of people are seated in booths, eating and talking and enjoying themselves. A waitress comes and seats my party in a booth but the booth is very small. My four companions are seated and chatting and laughing and i can see there isn’t space to include me. I feel bad and want to eat but my companions don’t seem to notice that there’s no room for me. I decide to leave because i don’t want to make a scene since my friends don't seem bothered by my absence and i don't want to eat by myself at the counter. I walk past the line of people and out the door. I get on the black bike and head down the hill back to work. As i’m riding i realize the seat is way too high and i can barely touch the pedals so i lower the seat. It occurs to me that i’ve taken somebody else’s bike and wonder if i should go back and find “mine” but decide that since all the bikes are for everybody, the tall person whose bike i took can just grab mine and raise the seat. As i’m coasting down the path next to the road i pass people walking up the hill and others going down. The path is pretty wide but not paved and i have to negotiate carefully so i don’t run into the people because i’m not very confident about my control of the bicycle, but it feels so good to be riding down hill.

Being invisible. Not wanting to inconvenience others. Story of my life.