I was walking through Logan Square on my way home one evening when I passed three young men in the street who at once began to harass me.
One of the men broke off from the group and started following me shouting taunts until he soon caught up to me.
I took my phone and dialed 911 and reported the activity to the the person at the other end of the line, but this enraged the young man even more and he hit the phone out of my hand and it fell to the ground and broke into pieces.
Just then I snapped and grabbed the man by the throat, pushed him up against a wall and then forced him down to the ground where I gave him a well deserved berating.
Seeing this, the other men quickly disbanded and the man, by now reduced to tears and apologies, begged me to let him go before the police arrived, which I did without uttering another word.
Then I woke up.
*This dream originally materialized on March 26, 2017.