I remember a number of details about the dream, including walking alone along a street with an uncomfortable feeling in the heart. It was a feeling that combined worry about what a young person was doing with a sense of helplessness to stop him from doing it. I also remember turning around and realizing that my friend and two of his friends had somehow caught up with me and were standing behind me as if waiting for me to notice them. They had used and were coming down, but in general they seemed in good spirits. At one point I was mildly reassured that my friend seemed to feel somewhat conflicted and worried about his experience, but I did wonder how much that might be superficial guilt that could eventually be overridden by addiction.
After I woke up from the dream I had some trouble falling back to sleep, so I ended up sleeping in this morning rather than try to push through the day after missing sleep.
Om Kreem Kalyai Namaha,