The Downpour

I was in the apartment in Irving, TX (The Villas at Beaver Creek), and I heard this big downpour of rain starting outside. Mom was here, and I think she lived here instead of Em (wife). I made mention of it to her, and she said she could hear it, too. I then went over to the windows and looked outside after it sounded like it had subsided for a bit.

When I looked out, I could see the clouds moving. At first I thought I was watching them move away from us, but then I realized that I was actually seeing them moving straight down towards the ground. They were all very dark, and seemed to be gathering into one big cloud that was about 50 feet in diameter, and only about 10 or 15 feet off of the ground. I could hear the rain starting up again, but I didn't see anything at first. I realized that I was hearing the rain that was still inside the cloud.

Then the middle of the cloud moved down closer to the ground, within about 5 feet or so, and the rain started to pour out of it. The funny thing was that it was a very localized event. The diameter of the rain downfall was about 10 or so feet. Outside of that, it wasn't raining anywhere else. I called mom over to take a look at it, and she thought that was pretty amazing, too. We watched it for a bit, and I remember looking around to see what else I could see outside. I saw that there were patches of blue sky showing up around the edge of the cloud, but this one cloud was just sitting there and dumping all this rain. We both watched amazed for a bit, and then that was it.

Playing With Electricty in Water

I was with this group of people, and we were together for some contest/class/workshop thing. I'm not sure what the original intent was for us to be there was, but it had a feel of being somewhat like a cross between a summer camp and vocational school and fear factor.

I remember being in this wooden room, somewhat like a cabin, but bigger and more industrial feeling. There was a walkway that went around the outside perimeter of the room, and it was suspended a bit above the actual floor. I'm not sure by how much, but it didn't seem like a whole lot.

I was coming around the left side of this room, with the outside wall to my left, and there was an open doorway up ahead. There was also a window to the outside on the wall, and perhaps even a door next to it. I was heading towards the doorway, and somehow I got a hold of this large cable that had a lot of electricity running through it. Some of the other people there with me got a bit worried about me playing with this cable because they thought I was either going to electrocute them or myself. I had basically gotten this idea that if I didn't touch the open end of the cable to them or myself directly, then nothing bad would happen. They weren't so sure about that, though.

I touched it to the wall on my left or the railing for the walkway on my right, and it did some neat looking stuff, but seemed pretty harmless. Small blue "lightning" came from the end of the cable. (somewhat like pulling a toboggan cap off your head really fast in the dark in the winter time and putting your finger into the space on the inside and watching the little lightning show go from your finger to the hat) The electricity formed various shapes, mostly in the shapes of blue electric leaves. I thought the effect was wonderful, and I kept pulling the cable along with me as I headed for the doorway.

As I got to the doorway, there were steps that went down just on the other side. The room that I was now entering was a large stone room like it was from a castle or a sewer. The walls and ceilings were all made out of hewn rocks and stacked together. There were some big windows in there, too. there was one across from me, one to my left, and one to my right. This room ran "crossways" to the room I had just been in. There were some other features of the room that I remember. There was a car (kind of like a VW Bug) to my right, and down to my left was another walkway, set of stairs, and doorway to go into another hallway similar to the one that we had just come out of. The main thing about the room, though, was that it was somewhere between knee deep and waist deep with water. I still had the electric cable with me, and I knew that if I let it touch the water, I would not only kill myself, but others who were in it.

I went over to the car, and I tried to act like I was going to work on it. Instead what I was actually going to do was mess with the cable on it and make more of the electricity patterns. There were still some people coming out of the first hallway and turning down to go to the other hallway on the left. (now to my right because I'm in the new room looking at it) They were all carrying "supplies" for this "trip". Some of them were couples, and others were singles. At the time of the dream, I knew each one of them, but I don't know them now.

One of the guys with a big camping/hiking backpack on splashed his way over to me to confront me about the cable. He was really worried that I was going to do something stupid. I knew that I wasn't, but I also knew that I couldn't convince him otherwise. I was back near the car, and I think a bit of time had passed, because I now knew that there was something wrong with the cable. I'm not sure what had happened, but I knew that it was now tougher to control because the end of it was broken. It was almost like it had frayed at the end, and about six inches or so back from the end it had kinked and looped and broken out of the protective insulation around it. I knew that bit sticking out was just as dangerous as the end, but it was also making the thing so hard to control and keep out of the water. I think I eventually wound up grabbing onto the exposed part at the broken area to control it better as I was swinging it around. I knew that it didn't hurt me, and I think it even tapped down on the surface of the water at one point, and it didn't hurt or kill anyone. I didn't even feel anything.

I went back over to the car and touched the frayed end down onto the body surface of the car. Again it made a nice pattern resembling a leaf. All the blue little veins expanded out from the end, and wound up going out and forming a point, and it was faintly blue in between each of the veins. It was just a nice perfect leaf. There also may have been a second leaf that was created either by the same touchdown, or by the other exposed part of the cable that had touched down accidentally.

Family of Thinkers: Scrolls Cry in His Eyes

Early on in the dream, I'm not sure where I started out, but I wound up at this family's house. This family was supposed to be someone I knew. They were a very intelligent family, and they played lots of "brain games" that required a higher intelligence to accomplish the tasks set forth in the games. Originally I wasn't really there to see them, but I was supposed to be there without their knowing. I was moving around there house fairly quietly, but in odd ways.

The house was situated out in the woods a fairly good drive from the city. It was a very open and woodsy house, though it was contemporary and finished nicely inside. Anyway, when I was moving around from point to point inside the house, I was doing so on instruction from some girl. I think the girl was supposed to be Alyssa, the "good catch" that Matthew knows from school. I think it may have even been her family that owned the house.

It was strange moving around from room to room at first, because to sneak around the way I was supposed to go, the rooms would suddenly seem suspended by large cables or even bolts that hung from the ceiling, and then I was supposed to swing from support to support to get from room to room. It was like I was in between rooms, almost like being in the walls, but the empty space between the rooms was several feet. Also, when I was in between rooms, there looked like there were no walls on any of the rooms, but once I was in a room, it looked normal.

It started out as night time, and as I said, no one except for Alyssa knew I was there. Somehow, though, I wasn't careful enough, and the mom figured out that I was there. She was this average looking blond woman with long hair. She was tall and thin, and as with the rest of the family, very intelligent.

After she found out I was there, she was meeting me in room after room as I traveled. It almost seemed like a tour of the home. Throughout the course of events, I eventually met Alyssa's two [slightly] younger brothers. They were busy playing some sort of intelligence games. I think that's where I first got the concept of these high intelligence games that the family played. I watched them for a bit, and then I kept moving around.

The dad had been at work, but then he finally showed up, and he came into the kitchen and was having a cup of coffee. He was dressed in a button down white shirt and dress slacks, and he had a briefcase. Him and the mom started talking for a bit, but she knew it was better for the dad to not find out I was there, so I was hovering outside of the floating structure of the room to listen to the conversation. I forget what was being talked about, but I moved again, trying to swing to the kitchen in order to make it to a different room, but he caught me as I did. He wasn't upset or anything, like I thought he would be. After the whole family knew I was there, I just moved around the house like they did, by walking.

I think I met their dog(s) which were something like yellow labs. I think I went in and talked to the dad again at some point when I felt that I should leave, since it was now getting light out, and he mentioned something to me and Alyssa. I think he was giving us instructions on what to do if he were to die. In my mind, he showed me the house that I needed to go to, and the man I needed to see, and I remember him telling Alyssa what she needed to say to the man to prove that she knew him and wasn't just trying to use him after her father's death.

A long space of time went by where I don't remember much of anything, but I finally went outside of the house, and it was very hilly and woodsy, but there was a street right outside of the house at the end of the driveway. I think I had driven Em's (wife) car down there from the house, but by the time I actually go down there, I was walking. There were a bunch of people down there, and they were all supposed to be working on the road and the surrounding area for landscaping. Something about them, though, I knew that they weren't really workers as they were with some strange cult. The "main" guy had long-ish hair, that was messy, and he was dusty all over as if he had been working on sanding drywall. He reminded me a bit of Charles Manson, but that wasn't who it was supposed to be. Whoever it was, I knew him in the dream, but I can't remember him outside of it.

Somehow the father had died while I was out there, and all these people had suddenly thought that he was theirs for the taking. I had to "fight" them about it for a while, but I finally go them to lay their hands off, and I did something with him that allowed me to pack him into a small box, like an ice cream carton. I knew that I had to go find this guy that he had showed to us in the "vision" with Alyssa.

I had him and I had traveled quite a way, and I had gotten lost. I didn't really know where I was, but I felt like I had taken a wrong turn somewhere and wound up in a completely wrong place from where I was supposed to be. Alyssa, who was now looking a bit more like Pink (the *cough* singer), was with me, and she just kind of jumped ahead and disappeared for a bit.

I then saw things from her eyes for a short time. She was trying to convince this guy that she was supposed to bring him her father when he passed away, but the guy was being a real dick about it. She tried to recite the words that her dad had given her, but she wasn't able to remember them exactly, and so she wound up saying things like "He has crows in his eyes", and hoping that would work on the guy. The guy thought she was talking gibberish and threatened to call the police, or worse, to take care of her himself.

Then I was in my own perspective again. She came back and said that she had found the man that her father had requested. I went around the corner (we were inside, but still outside, so it was like turning the corner in a large hallway, but it wasn't quite it) and to my right was the guy standing in the door like the father had shown us. I went up to the guy with the ice cream carton that was about half full of rapidly melting ice cream, and I used a scoop to dig some of it up and move some of it around to show it to the guy, and I told him who it was. He said, "So he wanted you put put him here just because my house is so cold!" I thought that the dad didn't want to melt!

I was trying to think of a way to get the Pink to recite the words that her dad had said, but I couldn't do it and let the guy know that I knew anything about it. We had pretty much given up hope, and we had started to leave after the guy was all pissed at us and laughing at us to leave, when the girl suddenly stopped in the middle of the hallway (even though we were supposed to be outside, we were walking through what seemed to be a hallway heading out of a bedroom that had a mirrored closet to our left as we were leaving) and she quietly recited the words. She said "Scrolls cry in his eyes."

The guy jumped, and he shouted, "What!!" Suddenly everything went dark, and there was a sound that echoed around. (it reminded me of when everything goes dark in Diablo for the Claw Viper Temple quest). I turned to my left, and I saw the mirrored closet (at more of a distance of about 15 feet) shimmer and move, almost like they were being fixed and melting together from being broken.

The girl turned past me to my left, and suddenly she was supposed to be the guy, but still looked like her. Her face contorted, and her back was to me. She got sucked into the glass, and slammed up against the far wall (which had been a reflection previously, but her words acted like a spell that caused it to be a room that acted as a jail) She bumped into me as she got sucked in, and the wall she was against was now only about 2 or 3 feet away from me.

She turned her head quickly to the left side, and she bared her teeth. She now had fangs, and she flung her left hand up and against the wall. I saw her nails turn black and grow out like claws, and I noticed that the pants and tube-top she was wearing went black (I don't know what colors they were before) and turned to leather. Also, her eyes went completely black. Somehow this trapped the guy and I was supposed to get the father inside the house. To see such a change in the girl, combined with the sound, wound up frightening me terribly, and scared me awake.

Birthday Dinner at Loy's

I was at work, and I was invited to go to Loy's (from Mercedes) house for his birthday dinner. I thought that was pretty cool, so I accepted. It was supposed to take place about a half an hour after work, so that didn't give me enough time to come home and change, so I just wound up going straight there.

The journey there was very strange. I started out walking, and then I broke out running. I was going along a road, and I think some of the other people from work were passing me, and I had to stop one of them and ask them how to get to Loy's place because I realized that I didn't know how to get there. I had started out going down Trinity Blvd towards Fort Worth.

After getting directions (possibly from Don, the fat guy at work), I started going the right way. I was running again, but I felt like that was taking so long, so I started doing really long jumps. It was almost like flying for short distances. It was easier than running, and faster, too. Eventually my jumps got so long that it really was like flying for distances of hundreds of feet. Someone else was there with me, leading the way. It was possibly Loy, but a bit younger than he actually currently is (late 50's). We were both doing the same thing.

Pretty soon I realized that I was actually in Virginia, and I was going down the road that went back past the church that I used to ride my bike and run on all the time. I was kind of competing with Loy to see who could stay up in the air the longest, and I had some pretty good jumps. During the jumps, just to show how easy I thought it was, I was reclining back and taking it easy, just letting the ground move under me. I remember thinking to myself something along the lines of what I have been thinking about for the past two days in waking life (about the reality of things being just a reflection of consciousness, and therefore consciousness should be able to alter reality directly rather than just accepting the predetermined patterns) and feeling determined to consciously alter reality so that I could just keep flying instead of having to keep touching down to push myself off again.

I was trying to pull myself up as I saw I was heading back to the ground again. I was getting a little frustrated because I didn't seem to be able to get it to work, but I was still happy that I was having so much fun anyway. I think the rest of the work crew were actually behind us a ways, either doing the same thing, or just driving.

Then, somehow, I got way ahead of Loy, and even though we had been going all around the country side, I wound up at the little schoolhouse at the point where there is a left turn off of the road, and it forks to either go to Stephen's (friend from school) house or to the Weyers Cave Airport. The schoolhouse, though, was on the wrong side from waking life. Usually it sits on the far corner, so it's on your right if you turn left there at that road. Here, it was on the close side so that it was on your left.

I went in, and I talked to whoever was in there. (I never actually saw them) I was trying to get some sort of directions again, and I could almost swear that they were telling me which road to take, but not quite literally. I think they said something about going to Buddha Road, which I had already seen. I indeed remembered seeing the sign for the road that they were talking about, and I think it was blue with a gold Buddha sitting in the middle of it.

I remember looking out of the window of the place, which felt more like a "country general store" than an old schoolhouse, and I was looking at the fork in the road. The one on the right (going to Stephen's) was the one that had the sign she was talking about. (Hmmm, and I just realized that the person I was talking to was a female rather than a male).

Anyway, I didn't really think that they gave the directions that I was looking for. I needed to know how to get farther ahead of Loy through a shortcut. But I took this answer, and I went outside just in time to see Loy coming from the direction I already had. So I took off with him again, just going up the road like we had been. I didn't take the path that the woman in the school/store had told me about.

Eventually, through more jumping/flying, we wound up at Loy's house. In their front lawn, I met up with Em (wife), and we went inside. The house was huge, and full of large decorative items, marble floors, vases, plants, and dark woods. It had a very formal, almost museum like, quality to it. Loy's wife greeted us inside the Foyer.

We were in with a bigger group of people, and so she lead us all around down to the right, and through a big door into a dark hallway. The hallway was relatively short (maybe only about 10 feet or so), and on the other end, we walked into this grand dining room. By grand, I'm talking about 100 feet by 100 feet, and the table itself was about 20 feet long, if not longer. The table was on the close side of the room, so we went up to it, towards the left end of it, but on the close side, and we got onto these big cushiony "chairs". They weren't really like chairs, but big cushions that were tilted in our direction. They were about 5 feet wide and 3 or so feet deep, and very soft. We didn't sit in them like normal chairs. We leaned forward onto them, like laying across a big pillow, with our arms and heads hanging off the far side, and our feet and legs off of the close side.

Then, the chairs raised us up about 10 feet to the height of the table, where we situated ourselves around to be sitting on these big cushions rather than laying across them. The dinner seemed that it was going to be very formal, and there were even menus there for us to look at to decide what we wanted to eat. I was starting to feel a bit worried because I wasn't seeing much that I would like. It was all fairly vegetarian.

Em was seated to my left, and someone that I knew in the dream but can't remember now was seated to my right. We were about 3 seats from the left end of the table, and Loy sat up at the head of the table. His wife was down at the other end. I think it was at this point that I knew what Loy's wife looked like. She was largish with blond curly hair. Neither her or Loy were dressed formally, but just fairly casually. I also realized that soon after getting into the house, I was no longer in my work uniform, but in my tan button down shirt and khaki shorts. Also, we had taken off our shoes at the bottom of the table and we were sitting up in the cushions cross legged.

At one point, I realized that Sarah (ex-girlfriend) had also been invited, and she had spotted me as I had gotten up to the table, and so she went and took a seat across from me, but down one to my right (so kind of diagonally from me). She tried talking to me for a bit, and all I said was "hey", and tried to ignore her the rest of the time.

Em was getting very pissed off at not only Sarah being there, but at the fact that she decided to come and sit so close to us. I kept trying to calm Em down, and she kept wanting to spout off to Sarah. Sarah did have a bit of a menacing twinkle in her eye, like she knew that she was pissing Em off, and she wanted to prove that she didn't care, and that she was going to talk to me anyway.

After a short bit, she traded places with the person directly in front of me. I remember noticing that her hair was different. It was now straight, and it was bobbed above the shoulders. She had bangs, and her hair was parted in the middle. Anywho, she kept trying to talk to me, and I kept trying to ignore her, and Em kept trying to tell her off. I was trying to get Em to ignore her, but it just didn't seem to help. I had considered just getting the small talk out of the way and trying to make it obvious that I didn't feel like talking with her, and perhaps she'd leave sooner than if I just ignored her. But at the same time I was afraid that if I did engage in any sort of conversation, Em would have my head for it, even if I was trying to get Sarah to go away without saying directly "go away". I was having a hard time deciding what to do, and Em kept spouting little things under her breath like "stupid fucking bitch!" and other similar phrases. I almost wanted to laugh at Em for being so upset when she didn't have to be. We could have just ignored her together and given her the impression that neither one of us were interested in pursuing any sort of conversation with her, but it didn't look like that was how we were going to handle it. I almost felt like I was fighting two forces that were trying to make a go at each other rather than directly at me. It was about here that the dream ended.

Repainting the Van

A group of us from work were out in the parking lot of the Villas at Beaver Creek, and there was something about being on some sort of show kind of like where they take a vehicle and spruce it up to be much better. We were supposed to be cleaning and repainting this guys work van, and I remember being on top of it to clean it. There were a bunch of other people around, and they were all helping to clean it too.

I think we were supposed to be painting up in some sort of rainbow style for gay pride, but I forget what the pattern really was. Also, the cleaning was strange and tedious, but I don't remember what exactly we were doing. At one point the guy showed up and saw what we were doing, and he was thrilled. We wanted it to be a surprise, but he spoiled it, but it still went well. Then, somehow in all of this, there was something about renting videos from a video store that I went to once in some other dream.

They Kept Coming In

I was at home (Grandmamma's House), and it was chilly outside, and so we had turned up the heat so that it was warm inside. I started feeling pretty comfortable when someone else there noticed a number of bugs coming in. There seemed to be an awful lot of them, and so while I was trying to figure out a way to get them out without killing them all, I was also trying to figure out how they were coming in.

After some looking around, I realized that they were coming in through the wall/floor of the living room facing 256. Evidently one of the floor vents for the heat actually just ran right outside to the outer wall of the house, and things were coming in from there. All sorts of things started showing up through this vent, even though I was trying to scoop and scare things back down into the vent to get them out. There were a number of spiders and worms, as well as things like snakes and kittens. They were all just trying to get inside to keep warm, but I didn't want them in the house because I knew if I let them stay, they'd make this their new home.

I kept trying to get all these things back down into the hole, and I found that the wall also had a bit of space underneath it, and things were coming in through there, too. A number of times I tried stomping at the area to try to scare the things back down, but it usually didn't work. None of these things cared. They just wanted to come in and get warm. I think I was finally able to start getting things out, and as I did, I was able to use boards and heavy things laid on top of them to hold them in place to keep the critters out.

I then went upstairs, and they were having the same problem in the "girls' room". (the kids from Full House were in my old upstairs bedroom). They were also having problems with bees and such, and somehow eventually I wound up seeing into the entire wall, which was like a room unto itself, and I could see all the bees and such there. Somehow I eventually got everything all sealed up and we were able to keep all the critters out.

I wound up suddenly walking into a restaurant place for breakfast wearing black "khaki" shorts, a turquoise polo shirt, and a turquoise "Members Only" jacket. I wondered if I would be allowed in since I wasn't dressed up, and I was. They served breakfast from all sorts of places, like McDonald's, Denny's, etc. There were a bunch of firefighters there that were just getting up to leave, and I was just sitting down.

As I did, there was a bag showing all the places that they get their breakfasts from, and there was some sort of announcement on the P.A. system about looking into the bag to see if you had won the prize. I think the prize was a free breakfast. I don't remember who won, but I do remember seeing that the place was packed, and it was all served cafeteria style, and the line going into the cafeteria was LONG.

Balls at the Beach

[Another one that I just wrote the outline and never went back and finished.]

-Talking to mom from Grandmamma's house about letter she got from little girl about/to Dave (uncle)

-Going to beach. Seeing a number of people there that I knew that were famous, but didn't seem famous to me. (Bill Cosby or Ben Vereen?) Sean (cousin) was also there.

-Making balls of something and rolling them towards the ocean (from about 15 feet away) and accidentally hitting the black women in bikinis there. They were large black women, and one of them was even naked, with a huge ass, and facing away from me.

-Going back to Mom's townhouse/In-Laws' Condo and seeing letter from little girl that mom had mentioned. Had drawings that were supposed to be of Dave, too.

A Kiss From Glen

I was at work at Mercedes in Fort Worth, and there were some issues going on around there where not much actual work was getting done. Ron (supervisor) and Roy (team leader) were walking around with John (PDC Manager) and Glen (Glen is the "Big Headed" guy that's a supervisor out in the warehouse).

I was just kind of milling around looking for stuff to do. At one point, I somehow fell asleep. I dreamt that I was out by the instrument cluster ticket printer, and I was sitting in a chair. While I was there, facing away from the packing area, Glen came up behind me, leaned down over me and gave me a kiss on the left side of my forehead. I was pissed! I jumped up, knocking the chair over, and I yelled. I turned around and I pointed at him, and I looked straight at him and I said, "You will NEVER come near me again! NEVER!!"

I then woke up into the first dream, and I went over to the lock setting area to tell Pete (Teresa) about the dream. She was having some sort of issue with her kids, and because of it, she wasn't feeling well. (Emotional Turmoil -> Physical Turmoil) She had a rag in her hand, and a small trashcan near by. She had gotten sick into the trash can. I told her about the dream that I had about Glen, and she laughed at me. I had thought that she would be pissed at him for showing up in my dream and doing that, and glad that I told him to stay away from me. Instead she was on the verge of making fun of me because of it. I was a bit put off by that. It was shortly after this that the dream ended.

[Ugh, a dream about work where I fell asleep and dreamed about work... Yuck.]

House Hunting and Getting Away From the Storm

I'm not sure how the dream started up, but eventually I came to realize that I was house hunting in Virginia. I showed up at Steve and Janet's (parents of Robert and Ryan, some kids my mom used to babysit) house, but they had cleaned it up and out, and it was for sale. I knocked and went in, and Janet was showing some other people around. I think she was showing Dick and Virginia around (some friends of Grandmamma's from Pleasant Valley Church), but she said to feel free to look around.

I noticed that it was pretty dark (no lights were on) and that everything was in dark wood tones. But it wasn't nice wood. It was like cheap dark and rough cabinetry from the 70s. I went around and looked in the kitchen, and eventually wound up in the basement. There was a pool table down there. I played a little bit of pool, but I think that Dick kept somehow distracting me or getting in my way.

I think that mom may have also shown up to look at the house, and I think I wound up leaving with her, because I had walked there originally. When we got back to mom's house, there were a lot of people there. It was gray and rainy out, and it looked like there was a massive storm coming. I'm not sure of the direction it was coming from, though. I just know that it seemed to be getting colder out, and so we wound up going inside.

It seems that there was a lot of preparation going on for the storm. A bunch of people were inside that I knew: Mom, Aunt Irene, Eric, Matthew (brothers), Ed (from Mercedes), Anita (from school), and some others that I can't remember. There was a total of about maybe about 15 or 20 people running around and doing stuff.

Something happened, and I wound up getting kicked out. I'm not sure if mom did it or not. I just know that I suddenly had to leave. Then funny thing was that I had to put on my swimming trunks, and I went outside. It was now night time out. There was something about the number of us that had been kicked out in that we were supposed to represent various monsters. Someone was/had a toy version of Godzilla. That's about the only one I remember, but that's how it was supposed to be for each of us.

Anywho, just beyond where the cars were supposed to be parked (but they weren't) the entire "orchard" was now an ocean. The water stretched on forever, and we were supposed to swim away to somewhere else. We got in and started, but none of us were swimming very quickly. I'm not sure, but I think that it was shallow enough that I was actually walking along the bottom of this "ocean". Others that weren't as tall as me, though, had to actually swim for it. Some of us seemed to be swimming in pairs. Ed was helping out Vanessa (his wife), and there was another "couple" helping each other out.

Then, while I was going along (I was maybe 100 feet or so into it), I saw Anita in a black Speedo bikini. She was having a lot of trouble swimming because her left arm evidently wasn't working. I went over to her and put my arm around her to help out. She thanked me and told me that her arm had fallen asleep before getting in. I understood, and we kept going.

Then something about the big storm came up again, and we realized that we'd never make it to where we needed to go before it showed up, so we turned around and started heading back. Ed, Vanessa, Anita, and I were all about to the area where the cars are normally parked when we realized that we couldn't go back inside because we had been kicked out. We decided to turn a little left and go towards the corner of the orchard/ocean, and get out and go towards the parking area in front of the Big Barn.

I helped Anita out of the water, and we all decided to get into the vehicles there. One of them was the grey truck that I had wrecked when I was 16 (although in the dream I had no knowledge of ever wrecking it). It was now daytime out.

Ed, who now looked like the "dance competitor" in the Starsky and Hutch movie (almost like a young version of Ron Jeremy), was trying to get into my truck and set it up for himself. I told him no, he needed to go elsewhere, and he was trying to hang a red tee shirt in the door window and roll up the window so it would stay there. I knew that he had done that before, and it caused him to get a ticket from the police, so I was telling him that I didn't want to get a ticket, too, and that he needed to stop and get out of my truck. So he and Vanessa finally did, and Anita and I were around at the passenger side of the truck.

We were trying to decide who would be with who in which vehicle, and I said that I'd offer to let Anita stay in my truck with me. There seemed to be some snickering from Ed about it, but I glared at him and he shut up. Then we got into the truck, and there seemed to be some issue about needing to keep warm, as well as running our electronics while we were in there. I think I realized that Ed was putting up the red shirts in the windows to keep heat in, light out, and stuff like that.

I remember checking in some bag for our CD player and batteries, as well as a way to plug it in. We had food and drink as well. It was like we really were going to wait out this storm inside of the truck. (which is really a stupid thing to do) Then something came up, and we needed to drive the truck and leave. I know we got just a little way down the road (nearly where the Cherry Tree used to be at the corner of our yard) and I had to get out and go back up to the house for a bit. I went in, and there were still a lot of people in there, and mom seemed angry at me for returning. I got or said whatever it was that needed to be done, and then I left again.

School Time and Drowning

I started out in some sort of factory. It was almost as if I were sleeping there and just waking up. It was fairly dark in there. The room I was in was huge, and the ceiling was a couple of hundred of feet up. I forget what it was that I was supposed to be doing, but there was something about the big rectangular metal plates attached to the ceiling. We were supposed to be using them to process our real work or something, as if they maybe had lots of pins or spikes on one side of them, and we had to stack things on them, kind of like rings on pins or something. We were supposed to use two at a time, and I remember thinking that I needed to go get someone to get down two of those plates for me.

I got up and went to go find someone, and I wound up walking around through this hallway and winding up in the cafeteria of Stewart Middle School, only it was smaller, but it had the feel of it with only a few of the lights on. (like they used to do in the mornings for breakfast)

While I was in there, I knew I had to be getting back to work quickly, but my watch started beeping. I looked at it, and I realized that I was receiving my email on it. Matthew (brother) had sent me one, but I didn't get a chance to read it. The cafeteria was now about the size of the break room at Mercedes in Fort Worth.

As I looked up from my watch, I saw Aunt Irene and a couple of others there. They were all women family members. One was mom, and another was kind of like Grandma Beddows. I wanted to stop to talk them for a bit, but I knew that if I did, I'd be in trouble. I think I told them I'd talk to them later, and I wound up going down the back hallway, and into a room on the left.

I was now in college. I don't know which college it was, but it was supposed to be back east somewhere, and maybe even up north, like in Vermont. It seems that I had three or four classes, and they were all in the same room, with the same people, and with the same teacher. He was a younger guy, probably right around 30.

My classes were an art class, some sort of music class, English, and possibly something else that I can't remember. The thing is, they weren't really kept separate. Because the same teacher taught all of the classes, and they all happened in the same room with the same people, some of the material would spill over from one class to another.

I remember coming into the class room, and I went to go take a seat. Not everyone was there yet, and I think that most people were supposed to bring their own desks, but they had a few for those of us who didn't have one to bring. I chose one of those and went to sit in it. When I sat in it, it started to slide forward. The floor was actually up on a 45 degree angle. It was supposed to be stadium seating like in those big lecture halls, but instead of all the desks already in place, they could be moved around, and there was no flat surface to put them on. You were supposed to keep the desk placed on the 45 degree angled floor. Somehow they were supposed to lock into place on the floor, but my desk kept sliding. I tried moving my desk from back in the back near the top of the room to right behind another desk of a girl in front of me. The desk kept sliding, and I was going to eventually wind up running into her, so I decided to keep going forward until I had the desk up in the very front of the classroom. I was in the front row, and as a result, I was periodically talking to the teacher about our classwork. I remember he posted up a drawing on the chalkboard at one point, and it was his own, but he was using it to go over a previous drawing assignment.

After a bit, I remember checking my watch, and I had to go. I left and wound up going to some fast food place. While I was there, some of the jocks from my class showed up. They decided to come pick on me because I couldn't get the desk to stay in place during class. The main one looked like Skinner from Degrassi. He was trying to piss me off, but evidently I had some sort of dirt on him, and I wound up bringing it up when he sat down in my booth across from me. It seemed to upset him quite a bit, and he may have even started to cry. I think I had said something about him breaking up with his girlfriend (some chunky black girl) and how she had committed suicide because of him. He finally got up and left.

A little while later, I had gone back to my dorm room, but it was also a school gathering of some sort. A lot of the people from Degrassi were there. I remember being up in this gazebo sort of area that was way up on top of one of the five or six story buildings. I was talking to someone, and then I heard the P.A. system start up. It was Skinner. He cleared his throat, and then he spoke. Whatever he said, it was short and almost too brief. I think he may have just said, "Breakup" and walked off. We all knew that meant he was breaking up with his girlfriend, who this time was a thin black girl. We knew that the same thing was going to happen to her that had happened to the previous girlfriend. She was so distraught that she was going to go commit suicide.

I saw this brief "video clip" fire off in my mind about this whole situation. It went back and showed the first girlfriend finding out. She was walking away from school, and as she passed a fire hydrant and a bunch of people, she fell and dropped her books. She was kind of a glowing greenish white ghost that kept reliving the past. I then saw, briefly, the thin black girl (Hazel from Degrassi?) crying and upset, and she seemed to be turning into the same greenish white ghost that no one could see.

I think my watch beeped again with the email stuff, and I knew that I had to head back home. I got home to Grandmamma Miller's house, and the group of women that I had seen earlier were all there. Aunt Irene, mom, Grandma Beddows, and two others that I can't remember. They were all very happy to see me, and I was very happy to see them. I was giving them each a big hug. I think I gave mom one first, and then Aunt Irene, and then the two women that I can't remember, and then finally Grandma Beddows. I talked with them all for a bit, and I noticed that it was night time out now.

After talking, I told them that I had to go to a doctor's appointment. I left and I went to a podiatrist that was up on Afton Mountain. It was still early morning and very cold out. Technically they weren't even open yet, but they let me in anyway. I walked around and finally found a place to sit back in the back office while the doctor went around and cleaned up. She was also trying to get the place warm, and her assistant wound up turning on some sort of heater in the next room that blew warm air into this room we were in. I was sitting on a couch watching the doctor. She was trying to sweep off this big cast iron thing next to a stove that had a bunch of thick dust and old dry grass clippings on it. She was having quite a bit of trouble with it because it was all so dry that the broom she was using was just moving it around and blowing it around, but not really able to sweep it anywhere. She struggled with it for a while because her thought was that she had to do that in order to be able to start up the stove and warm the place up. When she realized there was a bunch of heat coming in from the heater in the next room, she was thrilled and came over to the couch and took off her shoes and curled up on the sofa.

It was at this point that I really was able to see her to describe her. She had shortish sandy blond hair, and she was wearing a tan or brown business skirt suit and pantyhose. She snuggled up next to me, and the assistant came in and snuggled up on the other side of her. We were all just sitting there enjoying the warmth.

I then realized that there was still a cold breeze coming from the part of the room in front of me where the doctor had been sweeping. The windows were open! I had thought about closing them, but the doctor said that leaving them open was fine.

Then there was a car horn beep, and we looked up, and it was Mike (former step-father), mom, Eric, Matthew (brothers), and a Buddhist monk. They had pulled up right outside the window in Em's (wife) Lancer, and somehow it was floating/flying. They had come to pick us up. When I looked next, the doctor was actually Em, and so we said goodbye to the assistant, and we got into the back seat of the car with Eric.

We took off going down the ridge of the mountain. The road we were on was up on the very top of everything, and so we could see both valleys on either side of us. Em was just thrilled at how pretty it was, and I was telling her that the valley to the left was the one that we live in in Weyers Cave, and the one to the right we called "Grandmamma and Granddaddy B's Valley" because that's where they lived. Em was saying "oooh!" and "Aaaah!" as we were going down the road.

I suddenly realized that we were going way too fast down the mountain, and it turned out that Mike had started looking off to the left at some sort of logging trucks or something, and he wasn't paying attention to how fast we were going, or even WHERE we were going. I realized that the monk was in the front seat, and he was turned around facing us, sitting completely backwards on the front seat, and in the middle. Matthew was in the passenger side, and mom was no nowhere to be found. I was on the driver's side in the back, Em was in the middle, and Eric was on the passenger side. I saw us heading off the right side of the road, and we all yelled to Mike simultaneously. I was really upset at him for not paying attention to his driving. He said something about PetSmart, as if the trucks that he was looking had something to do with it.

He started slowing down and getting back onto the road, but he didn't hit his breaks as hard as he could have. He made a dive to the right as we were passing a parking lot for PetSmart, and I was thinking, "oh great... now we have to stop off here." He still hadn't slowed down enough, and he was trying not to take the corner too sharply. He wound up going across to the left side of the parking lot entrance (wrong side of the road) and continued on driving off of the road.

We were heading into a big area that looked like it was about 3 feet lower than the road, and there had been some recent construction going on there. Mike thought the water was only about 6 inches deep or so, but as I saw that we were heading to it, I knew differently. I knew that it was deep. Really deep. We hit the water, and we immediately sank. It happened too fast for me to even say anything to Mike to avoid it. Everyone started yelling. The car was sinking so fast in the muddy water, and I could see the light fading as we went deeper and deeper.

I could feel the pressure in the car increasing, and I knew it would only be a matter of time before something happened and the car filled with a water. I had a thought that we needed to act quickly and get out all at once, but at the same time, I knew that to coordinate everyone and get everyone to go all at once, was going to be tough, and once we accomplished it, we were going to be down too deep to make it to the surface alive anyway. I remember pushing against the door, and I could tell it was going to be incredibly difficult to open. I knew that we were going to die right there, all together. The feeling of the fear, the loss of Em, dying with Em, and the increasing pressure in the car woke me up.

The Traitor Green M&M

[To start, in this dream, there's a bit of uncertainty as to whether I was present with the characters of the dream (at least in the beginning), or if I was a formless entity watching everything, or if I was actually one of the characters (ie, if I was an M&M). There seems to be a different feel at different times.]

I started out, and I was at the tribal base of the yellow M&Ms. These M&Ms were like the animated ones that run around on the commercials. They were about knee high to me, and were mostly face, arms, and legs. They really were quite tribe like. I don't know how to describe it, but they weren't nation like. It wasn't teams. They were tribes. They were families, and each color was it's own tribe.

I started out in the yellow camp. They were in a fortress that was at the end of a kind of a valley. I don't think it was a true valley, but kind of like a valley between two forests. The trees kind of created walls that ran all the way down to the entrance of the fortress of the yellow tribe. Inside of the fortress where I started out, there were several canals. The whole floor of the place was made of stone, and it was surrounded by stone walls. The canals were all filled with running water, but they weren't too terribly deep. I think they were deep enough that I could stand in them and only have the water MAYBE waist high, but they were too deep for the M&Ms. They were laid out almost like a maze that was supposed to hinder travel around, but for me they were no problem because I could just step over them.

I was there with one of the yellow M&Ms, talking briefly with it, and somehow I saw it's color change from yellow to green. I realized that this one was a spy of some sort. I kind of have this feeling that it was spying for "good" reasons (to find a way to ease the tension between the tribes) rather than for "bad" reasons (to find a way to attack the other tribes) When I saw the color of this one change from yellow to green, so did some of the other yellow M&Ms. They realized that this one was a traitor, and they wound up making us leave. The way that we left was by going through the front gate, but somehow the front gate was up on the balcony area of Pleasant Valley Church. I think that came in on the back/far side of the balcony (farthest from the pulpit in the front), and so the area that was actually the balcony was what we entered in to.

The balcony area was where the red M&Ms had their fortress. They saw that we were from a different tribe, and so they, too, had us to leave and saw us as traitors. This time when we left, we left over the edge of the balcony, and down into the main area of the sanctuary below. Down in there is where the fortress of the green M&Ms were. It was similar to the one of the yellow tribe, having the canals of water and such. The green M&Ms were upset with us, too. Evidently this lone green M&M had decided to do this on his own rather than consult with the rest of his tribe, because he knew that to ask or suggest it, it would be refused. He felt that he really knew what he was doing, and that if he accomplished his task the way he wanted to, it would truly be helpful to all the tribes since they were warring with one another. I believe they also saw this one M&M as a traitor, and had us to leave.

When we left, we were in this room where it was still the sanctuary of the church, but it was now empty. There were some small and narrow walls up in different places to kind of create an illusion of a maze, but other than that, I could still see quite a bit of the far wall (the one behind the pulpit).

From here, I knew I was supposed to pick up the M&M and throw him to a specified spot on that far wall, approximately behind where the organist was supposed to sit. I picked him up and threw him, and in mid flight, it looked like everything was going to go okay, but all of a sudden he bounced off what seemed to be an invisible wall and flew off to the right. I couldn't figure out what was going on, and even though I wasn't supposed to, I walked down to the area where the organist was supposed to be.

Suddenly there were two other people there with me, and they were actually people. I know that one was a guy, but I'm not sure about the other. I think they probably both were, and in the dream I knew who they were, but in thinking about it now, I can't remember who they were. They were supposed to be close friends. By talking with them, we all somehow noticed that there were indeed invisible walls all around. I think they were partially visible from the back, and that's why we noticed them. Also, I think that when we were in front of them, because they weren't completely invisible from all sides, they rotated or something so that they matched our perspective so that we wouldn't see them. Knowing this, I thanked the friends and I went back towards the back of the sanctuary to the throwing position again, along with the green M&M.

I picked it up, and just before I threw it, I dodged my head and upper body around so that I could catch the edges of the invisible walls. The walls seemed to move and react to my eye positioning, but doing so took them a brief moment, so I could just make out where the edges of the walls were. Then, knowing where they were, I threw the M&M again, and I hit the spot/hole on the back wall that I needed to hit. Doing this was supposed to enable this whole vision that the green M&M had originally of peace among the tribes.

Yards of Ice Cream

I was on the football field for Fort Defiance, and there was an ice cream truck there. There was something about buying "yards of ice cream" like mom used to do for me when I was a kid. (?) It was being lined up on the football field in various lines depending on the type of ice cream it was.

Baking In the Key Room

I was in the Mercedes Key Room in Texas, and Marlene (from the Key Room when it was in Baltimore) was there. I went into the key cutting room, and there was an oven. I was baking things, such as cookies and other more "main course" sorts of dishes. I had to do them one at a time. At one point, Ron (Key and Lock supervisor) came in and was talking to me, and I was jumbling things around. I went back to cooking fully after he left.

At that point, I realized I had put some cookies in earlier, but forgot to set the timer. I opened the door, and it looked like they were just perfect. (Snicker Doodles, perhaps?) I got the oven mitt and pulled them out. The whole oven/work area was on the back wall facing Ron's office through the glass. Then a little later I went back out into the main area just past Roy's (from Mercedes) desk, and Marlene had moved her desk a bit. It was right in front of the instrument cluster programming station, but she have moved it towards Roy's desk about a foot.

There was something about jugs of water. A partially used one was under the front side of the desk, and she didn't see it after she moved her desk. Something about she was supposed to use that one before opening a new one, but because she didn't see it, she opened a new one anyway. I think Roy was scolding her because of it.

The Bathroom Underground

I was at work, but it was also some sort of combination of Mike's (former step-father) house, Grandmamma's house, and Pleasant Valley Church. I was discussing with a couple of women about needing to go to the bathroom, but not wanting John (Mercedes PDC manager) to see me going since I had just been recently. They mentioned something to me about taking the secret way to the bathroom. I asked them how to do that, and so they showed me.

We went down this hallway that came around to a place that looked like the back porch of Mike's house, and we went down into the basement. There was a tunnel in the basement, and it wound up going to another place that was a lot like the basement of Grandmamma's house. We came up out of it, and the bathroom that I was supposed to use was the one there off of the dining room. We went back to work, and it was like we had actually never left.

There was a bit of discussion about how the secret pathway had to do with going back into the choir room of the church and going through one of the secret doors in order to get into that tunnel. I think that John was actually around, and so I wound up going the normal way down to the basement of the church, and I went into the men's room right there at the bottom of the stairs. And actually, when I came out again, the blond guy Dave (maintenance guy at apartment in Savannah, GA) was going in and keeping the door open, and I think I went up into the parking lot of the Villas as if I were leaving home and going home at the same time. (leaving home because of the bathroom was supposed to be at the apartment, but going home because I was still kind of at work, and I was leaving here to go out and go back home.

Medieval Japanese War

I was in Japan, and I was in this valley that was between to heavily wooded mountains, but the valley itself was not wooded. It had lots of rolling hills and rocks, but no trees on the floor of the valley. There was a big war going on, or rather, it was SUPPOSED to be going on. It seemed that there was a tense hiatus where not a lot was happening.

I don't remember everything that was going on, but there was something about a woman and her daughter. The woman was about 45 or so, and the daughter was closer to my age (25 or so) I remember that there was something about them that was evil to me. They were trying to ambush or sabotage me in some way, but I don't remember how. I walked down to the south end of the valley, and they were near me a lot of the time. I was keeping my eye on them to make sure that they didn't do anything to me. I was also looking for a chance to strike at them when they didn't expect it.

Finally at one point when we were down at the far end of the valley, and all the other warriors had gone into hiding on opposite sides of the valley in the trees, I turned quickly, and the swords/knives that I had were somehow spinning like helicopter blades. I thrust forward and I caught the woman under the ribs on her left side. I remember the feeling of pushing the blade in. I think I also got the daughter with the other one, or I did it right after impaling the mother. It was almost as if neither one really seemed phased by this. They weren't doing much of anything but watching me as I did it.

I realized that I hadn't killed them, and so I stabbed at them both again. I got them again in roughly the same places, and still not much of anything was going on with them. I suddenly had a feeling that I had messed up really badly, and these women weren't evil after all. I felt a huge wave a guilt, and rather than help them at this point, I felt it was better to finish them off. I didn't want them to remember, and I didn't want to have to admit I had been wrong in attacking them. I took more stabs at them, but the dream ended before either of them were dead.

Mowing, Motorcycles, and Vending Machines

I started out at the Pleasant Valley Church, and I was on a lawn mower. I was mowing around the perimeter of the sidewalk that ran around the church. For some reason, when I wanted to mow, where the parking lot pavement normally was, it was all fresh green grass, and so I was mowing on the OUTER perimeter of the sidewalk.

I was following someone else, and when we got to the side entrance of the church (around by the cemetery. The one that I was used to using), whoever it was decided that I wasn't supposed to follow them anymore. So I turned around and went back towards the front of the church. As I did, I was looking where we had already mowed, and I decided to go back over some spots because we had missed them.

Then as I got near the main entrance, I decided to go across the driveway and mow the area just to the right of the main entrance to the parking lot. (on the left if you were actually driving in towards the church) I was mowing around, and the grass was very tall (6 or 8 inches, and had begun to seed). I made one round, and I was coming around starting the second.

There was a tree right off from the side of the parking lot entrance on the side I was mowing, and when I passed under it the second time, I felt something wet hit the top backside of my head. I thought it was a drop of water from the tree, but when I put my hand back to wipe it off, and I brought it around to look at it, it turned out it was white bird poop. I decided to go inside and wash it off, so I took off towards the front of the church. Roy (from Mercedes) was there, and he was just getting ready to go in. I called out to him to hold the door, and so he did. I went in through the Narthex and into the men's bathroom.

While I was in there, I guess it was break time or something, and one or two other people showed up. I was washing my hands and talking to someone who was a cross between Nick (former step-brother) and Philip (from Mercedes). We talked for a bit while I was washing my hands and he was doing whatever.

While we were talking, Roy came in and was talking to us about iPods. Evidently we shipped them out from the key department, and people were having problems with them springing apart. He showed me one that had come apart, and I said, "wow!" while I examined it. I was supposed to put it back together, and it seems that somehow I knew how to. I never got around to washing off the back of my head. Just my hands.

Then we left the bathroom, and I went outside to mow again. For some reason I got sidetracked, and I never actually got started. I think I realized it was time to go home soon, so I wound up getting my stuff together and going back inside. I approached Roy's desk, and I heard some familiar music playing. Evidently there was a CD I had lent to him or made a copy of for him, and he really enjoyed it, so he ripped it and put it onto his iPod. I don't know how I was able to hear it, but I could.

Then I grabbed a big box of stuff (I don't know what was in it. I just know it was mine) and I was carrying it horizontally. (it was one of the 2 instrument cluster boxes. Normally we have them up on end, but this time I was carrying it flat.) I went and waited in line with the others to leave. Somehow we weren't actually supposed to be leaving yet, but we were all waiting in line anyway. I was behind Chip (from Mercedes), but I remember thinking it was funny/ridiculous because he had let his hair grow out, and it was all nasty and greasy looking, and he couldn't grow any on the top of his head anyway.

Then Ron (supervisor at Mercedes) came out of his office (down near the side entrance to the church) and saw us all standing there. I don't think that he really wanted to let us go, but he decided to anyway. I think he made us agree to come in early on Monday. (this was either Friday or Saturday) We did promise, and then we were allowed to leave.

I got sidetracked and had to situate everything that I was carrying, so the people behind me went around me and left. Finally I was on my way, and I was following Josh (big guy from school) and Lisa (girl who always wore headbands in elementary school) out of the building. They were holding hands, and I remember thinking that Lisa looked pretty good because she had put on some weight and he butt was bigger now.

We all went out the door and into the parking lot. A lot of people were already in their cars and leaving. I got to mine, got in, and went towards the back entrance to the parking lot to leave. I turned right as if I were going towards Stephen's (friend from school) house. Part way down, past the house with the cemetery next to it, the road became a "service road" to interstate 81. There were a lot of stop lights, and I kept running them because the brakes and tires on my car were bad. I was afraid I'd be pulled over, but no cops ever showed up.

I got down to the bottom of all these hills and I was just about to pull onto I-81 when I decided I didn't want to be on the highway with bad breaks and tires. So, I turned around and went back up the hill. I was having trouble going uphill, so I got the Harley-Davidson motorcycle out of my trunk (!) and folded up my car and put that on the back of the engine area under the seat of the motorcycle.

I kept taking off too strongly, and so I kept popping a wheelie. Partway up the hill I came across Russ (from Mercedes), who had pulled off the side of 81 and was talking to me over the guardrail. He was admiring the bike, and I was still hitting the gas. I popped a wheelie right there, and he was amazed I could do that on a Harley. Because he was so amazed, I decided to keep it going, and I finally just bolted right up all the hills. When I got up to the top (which was now a lot like Rt 11 by Rocky's Antique Mall), I turned around and decided to give it another try going down hill.

I pulled off into Rocky's parking lot, and I switched again from the Harley to the car. The wheels on the car were small, slick and soft as I gave them a squeeze, but I decided to stop off at Deno's to get air in the tires. It was on the way down the first hill, so I played it cautiously and went to the other side of the road and then slowly drifted across and to the right, and right into the parking lot. I pulled straight to the back where I saw the air pump at.

All of a sudden Nick/Philip was with me again. We went to the vending machine area (because there was an "air vending machine") and it was in a small room with three or four machines around the walls. There were two women, and blond and a brunette, who were sitting at a small round table and eating and smoking. They worked for Deno's, and so when we got there, they got up and left.

There was one vending machine for flags that was off to my right. There was one for panties that was in front of me and to my right. There was one that was like a combination photo booth and one of those claw grabber games. And then the last one on the left was completely empty, and I knew that was the air pump.

When I was almost ready to go over to the air pump, Nick/Philip starting putting money into the panties machine and pulling out panties one by one. He was throwing them over his shoulder at me and laughing. He thought it would be funny for me to be caught with all these panties. I thought otherwise. I threw them to the ground and went over to the air machine.

I pulled out a handful of change and was trying to get 40 cents. I couldn't quite figure out what I needed to get out of the pile of change for that, but at the same time, the change had me a bit mesmerized. There were a lot of rare and older coins in my pocket. There were a number of Susan B. Anthony dollars, and one or two of them were gold (!) ones. There was also some other old/rare change there, and I never really got around to putting any into the machine.

All of a sudden Nick/Philip freaked out and sounded like he was going to be sick. I turned around, and he was at the photo booth/claw game machine behind me. He was babbling on about something that got left in the machine that was really gross. At first I got this feeling that it was a body part, or an entire body. Somehow I realized that wasn't the case, and only then he was saying something about rotting fruit that was under there that someone had just thrown in there. Somehow I also got a picture of it being a rotten foot in there, but I never saw anything. About the time that we had decided to get out of there, the dream ended.

Dalai Lama at Staples

Em (wife) and I were shopping around on a rainy day, and we decided to go to Staples for something. As soon as we got there, somehow it became obvious that the Dali Lama was coming. I don't remember if someone told us, if we read it somewhere, or if we just knew it. Either way, he showed up shortly after with a brigade of people who were kind of like body guards, but also kind of like lawyers.

When he saw me, we greeted each other like old friends. We gave each other a big hug and patted each other on the back. When he saw Emily, they greeted each other the same way, except he called out the name, "Elizabeth!" when he saw her. Somehow I knew that Em and he had met before, like one of them had taken care of the other. (I think she had taken care of him as a child or something)

We walked around Staples for a bit while we talked. I don't remember what we were talking about, but at one point I was going to write something down for him because I wasn't saying it (pronouncing it) clearly enough for him to understand me. When I got the small piece of paper and started to write (I don't remember what the word was) Em became upset at me because she thought I was treating him badly by doing it this way rather than trying to pronounce it in a way that he would understand. He tried to reassure her that it was fine, but Em didn't want to listen. After getting this word taken care of, we walked around and talked a bit more. Pretty soon it was time for him to go, so we gave him another hug and he left with his group.

Unknowing Survivor Competitor

[This seems like it would have been a pretty interesting one, but I didn't write it down at the time I had it. Well, no more than what's below, and now I don't really remember the dream.]

- I'm watching a couple of events in this big competition involving people from work (Ron, Roy) and people from school (Scott barker, Jamiee (blond girl), and others I can't remember), and some famous people (Dave Coulier, and some people from Surreal House)
- We all meet up and talk around for a bit while we wait for others to show up. The whole house feels like it's underground, but at one point I'm in "my" room which is like the downstairs bedroom in Grandmamma's house.
- They're supposed to be doing a survivor competition, like the TV show
- first event is something about football
- second event I can't remember
- third event is running from second even to fourth event along a trail. I decide to run ahead of everyone so I can see them all arrive.
- I stop by the side so I can see everyone else arrive and see who wins. I talk to Scott and he tells me that I'm supposed to be in the events as well. I had no idea!
- The next event is to be put into an outhouse (a very smelly one) and listen to a pig being disemboweled just outside. Whoever can take it the longest wins.
- I wind up talking to Roy about trying to start up. I can't seem to go back and do the previous events, but my failure in those events (either just by watching, or by participating and then dropping out) has caused me to already be the big looser.
- Somehow the conversation turns to school. I was saying something to Roy about my grades "last year" and how I almost failed, and then I realized that I meant 11th grade. I said, "Oh! That was 2 years ago! Last year I was in college, but I came back to high school to take a couple of classes!" This means I was 2 years out after graduation (and my "2 years ago!" is inaccurate) and that would have made me 20 in my dream. I'm 27 now!
- Then I went back into the boys locker room, and it was all steamy because someone was running the shower at full heat. I was looking for the stuff that I had left in my locker years ago, but was unable to find it.
- I left the locker room and walked out towards the front office. I then went through part of the gym, and there were a LOT of people around all over the place, almost like class wasn't in. I woke up soon after this.

Visiting with Some Famous People

Earlier on in the dream, I started out at The Villas in Texas. Em and I were in the bedroom, and we heard the front door open and close. I went out into the living room, and it was one of the maintenance guys with a air conditioner filter under his arm. I think he was a tall Asian guy. I said something to him about, "Oh, you're here to change the filter. Okay." I think that Em was a bit upset at first that he had just waltzed in here, but I told her it was okay.

We both wound up going back out into the living room while he was there. I remember something about going and looking out the front door, and someone else had come buy. I think it was an Asian lady, and she was trying to sell something to us. We declined and sent her on her way.

There was something about Em's parents, too. I'm thinking that they called or showed up briefly, and they were saying that we needed to do something with the car. The thing is, Em's car was at the mall in the parking lot. I think it was at the Harrisonburg mall, but it wasn't a far drive. Em and I got there, and we finally located the car outside of where the theaters used to be at that mall. I remember that whatever it was I had to do took a bit of preparation. I had parked across from the car (in front of it, I think, in the next row of parking spaces) and I was walking and looking around Em's car. In the dream, it was pretty clear as to what I was supposed to be doing, but I don't remember now what it was. Whatever it was, it involved quite a bit, and I know it took quite some time to accomplish.

I remember being outside of the car, and then inside of it, and I know I was doing something with it as I was sitting in the driver's seat. Finally, whatever it was that I was doing was finished, and I was able to get the car out of there and get it home.

After this, I went to some friend's house. I'm not sure who the friend was, but one of the first things that I remember was that it was actually very similar to work. I had gone back into some back room, and there were all these cages with cats in them. They weren't being kept there in some cruel manner. It was more like a pet store. There were ten or twelve cages on the left wall.

As I stood there and looked at them, there was a wall behind me about six or eight feet back, and the majority of the room was off to my left. Past the left end of the cages was the door. It was a tan or cream colored room, and there were windows there allowing in natural light, though it wasn't extremely bright, it was bright enough to not have to use lights.

At one point, Don from work came back through the door and was asking about if there were any cats back there. He then started telling some story about cats, but I forget what it was. As he told the story, the room started to change a bit. On the right side (viewed from still facing the cages), it opened up into a big kitchen. At the same time, it had a similar feeling to being in Pier 1. There were a couple of stacks or cabinets of items around in the middle, and off to their left was the island for the kitchen. I looked around at the stacks, and I looked inside the cabinets, and all the while Don was telling his story. His wife (who in waking life that looks more like Don in a bad frizzy blond wig) was there, and she was talking, too.

Eventually it was more like they were having a conversation, but I think that she may have also been saying things to me. I'm not sure what, but I know I felt a little bit uncomfortable being there. Finally I left the kitchen, and I went into the dining room (which was approximately where the cat room used to be). There were a bunch of people in there, and there was something about talking with people on the phone and hanging around with friends and their parents. I'm not sure how old I was supposed to be, but I know that a couple of the friends were talking about Ward Blackwell (a kid I used to go to school with in elementary school).

At one point, I wound up on the phone in the friend's bedroom. I think I was on there for quite some time, and somehow I have the impression that I was on the phone with someone I wasn't supposed to be. I think it had to do with the parents rather than the friends. Well, eventually I got off the phone, and the dad of the main friend (who was played by a tall, long haired, and only wearing boxers version of William H. Macey, the guy from Fargo and Mystery Men) was saying something about me being on the phone for so long. I told him that it had been Ward Blackwell, and he laughed and said something about, "Yeah, that boy sure can talk!" and he walked off. Evidently that was something that had come up before, and that's why I had said it this time around. There was also some sort of joking or something going around about Michael Jackson and George Michael. (Not joking about them together, but just at different times)

I eventually made my way out to the dining room because we were about to have some big dinner, and I sat at the table. The dining room looked a lot like the dining room of Aunt Irene's house on Clark Street. Mr. Macey was there kind of off to my left, but across the table. He was still standing, and something happened, and he got drenched with water. I remember seeing the water flying at him as if someone had thrown a huge bucket of water at him, but at the same time, the water had no source. It came from no where. One thing that came to mind when I saw it was about his long body hair (arms, chest, back, lets) and how it was all hanging down about six inches after getting soaked.

Then, there was something about me bringing my face very close to the table, and I had some sort of rectangular flat ceramic dish or something, and I was laying toothpicks on it. They were the round sort, and so they kept rolling around. I was laying them on there in such a way that I was trying to lay them as close together as possible without having them touch. On the left side I was laying them horizontal, and on the right side I was making them vertical because there wasn't space for another horizontal row. I had started once and realized they were too far apart, and so I started again putting them much closer together. They still wanted to roll around, and I remember that I had to be careful with breathing on them because that would ruin the whole thing.

Someone was making another George Michael joke, and I laughed, and as I looked up, George Michael was actually there in the room, a couple of seats down and across the table from me to my right. I wondered if he had heard it, and thought for sure that he had, and I was thinking to myself that people needed to be careful not to make him mad.

Tornado at Mom's House

I was at mom's/grandmamma's house in Weyers Cave with mom and Em (wife). I remember being inside with everything turned off, and then going outside. I actually may have started out being there alone, but I'm a bit unsure.

I went out to the area where the garden used to be, around the walnut trees, and I remember there being someone else there. I think there were three people, but I'm unsure as to who they were. They were looking for something. They wanted something that was there, either in the yard, at the edge of the yard, or in the chicken house. It seems that it may have had something to do with a car, but I'm unsure. The weather was starting to get bad, such as getting very overcast and windy, so I went inside again.

This time mom and Emily were there, and lights and things were on. There was a bit of talk about Em and I staying the night there, or perhaps we already had. We were in my old downstairs bedroom. In talking to mom again for a short bit, somehow it came up for Em and I to move in with her. I was unsure if that's something that either of them really wanted, but they really seemed to, so I was excited to do it.

We heard the weather getting worse outside, so we went out the front door. I looked around towards Garber's farm, and I saw that the clouds had gotten black in some places. It was very windy, and things were not looking good. Then we heard a loud roaring and lots of crashing noises, and I looked off to the west from Garber's farm, and we saw huge amounts of debris flying up from the ground about a mile off.

In all of this, the clouds looked very low, like I could almost reach up and touch them in spots, and over where the debris was flying around, I saw a tornado that kept extending from the clouds, and then retracting again. It was doing so very quickly, and it was moving south along the area of Keezletown Road. We were unsure if it was going to make it's way over to us, but I kept watching it to see what it was doing. It kept just moving south, staying about a mile away. I saw it disappear around the western corner of the house (to the central Weyers Cave area) and Em and Mom and I decided to go into mom's basement.

In the basement, it was different from how it actually was in waking life. It seemed a bit more finished, and it was bigger and taller (we could actually stand in it), and there was some sort of door or window there that let in just a little light from the outside. I think there may have also been a TV or something down there, as well as a partial kitchen with a sink and stove or something.

We were down there for a bit, and I remember hearing the roaring continue outside for a while. Eventually I decided to go back outside and look around once it sounded like the tornado had gone. I think that before I actually went, I looked up through this window or whatever, and I saw that there were still black spots in the clouds, and some of them seemed to be getting worse. I still went outside anyway, and the tornado seemed to be done. It was wet outside because of rain, and things all looked very windblown. Mom and Em and come out, too, and they were talking again about Em and I moving in with her.

Christmas with Mom in Texas

Em and I were back here at the Villas, and mom was here with us. It was Christmas day, and mom had brought us presents. I remember thinking that we had quite a few gifts from her even though she couldn't spend a lot of money. Instead of opening them up inside, though, we went just outside our front door into the breeze way, and we sat around our welcome mat. I believe we had presents for mom, too, but I don't actually remember giving them to her.

Em and I were sitting facing the door, and mom was sitting in front of the door facing us. Em and I opened some of our presents at the same time. One of the first things we got was a set of index cards. I was a little disappointed at first, but Em and mom were talking about the cards (which Em also got). I turned out that with the right tool, they played music, and mom had made them. She showed us that if we touched the letters that were on the card (I don't remember what was written) that we would notice that they were raised. Sure enough, I touched them, and they were, somewhat like the ink on business cards. I also realized that each letter was made out of smaller letters. Mom said that to play them, all we needed was a comb.

I went off looking for a comb, but evidently Em found it first, and she started sliding it down the card slowly, and it was almost like listening to a small radio. She was playing a tune of one of her favorite songs (I don't remember which). Then I believe she tried it out on one of mine and I remember that it played a Gary Numan song. (perhaps "Are Friends Electric?", since that's what's stuck in my head right now while I'm writing this)

Then there was a bigger package under what looked like some more stacks of musical cards. I saw some lights in the paper lighting up, and I believe it was making some beeping noises. I knew that this was supposed to be some toy or game that I had as a kid, and mom had wrapped it up and given it to me again as a kind of "look what I found!" gift.

I guess we weren't fast enough with opening our gifts because after a short time, Mom had to go. She got up, and said something about having to go do dinner somewhere with someone else in our family. (evidently they lived close by) So we gave her hugs and thanked her and saw her off.

The next thing I know, I'm up in the parking lot, and it's night time/early morning, but it's smaller like the parking lot belongs to a house, and Mike (former step-father) is out there, and there's a couple of different vehicles that evidently belong to him. There was something like a jeep, one that was like some sort of souped up station wagon (like that new Dodge Magnum) and something else, maybe like a minivan. I think I needed to go to school, and he was doing something with the vehicles, and so I was getting a bit antsy because I was going to be late.

Finally he had me to take the station wagon thing. It was raining out, and so I was being careful on the road. I remember getting onto a highway (it was supposed to be something like 183?) that had lots of businesses on either side of it. I only remember driving for a short bit before the dream ended.

House Hunting Obstacle Course

Em (wife) and I were somewhere, and we were looking at mobile homes, and considering buying one. The homes we were looking at were already in a neighborhood, and most of them were yellow. It was very overcast out, but not rainy yet. Even though this neighborhood was big, it still had the feel of being out in the middle of nowhere.

We wound up parking and going into one, and it had some very strange features. First of all, it had movable walls. You could put them wherever you wanted to make the rooms you wanted. Also, this place was huge. It wasn't like a mobile home. It was almost like a mansion or something. It was probably 4000 square feet and mostly all on one level. While looking around through the living room, which had a bit of a western corral or bar theme to it, I turned to my left and found an entrance to a glassed in porch.

The glass had the same feel that some restaurants have where they have a section off to the side that is more porch like than part of the restaurant. The glass slanted inwards, but not very steeply. The whole area was probably three stories tall, and it was dark and rainy out.

As I went onto the porch, I saw that there were rides from an amusement park in there. I don't remember specifically which rides they were, though. As I looked off to the right and down through this narrow (30 feet wide) but long (over 200 feet long) porch, I saw that down at the other end there was a bonfire area.

I also found some red leather recliners and sat in one. I know that there was something about it snowing, but I'm not sure if that was inside or outside. Also, once I got into the recliner, there seemed to be kitty litter that was coming from some machine. The machine had the feel of being some sort of game or amusement and had spinning parts that lit up. There was a LOT of kitty litter coming from that machine. So much, in fact, that sitting in the recliner caused me to be mostly buried in it. There was someone else there in a recliner with me, and he was having trouble staying afloat in the stuff, but he was still kind of laughing or having fun.

Em and I left, and we drove through the rest of the mobile home park. It was feeling less like a mobile home park, though, because we kept seeing all these two story houses around. At one point we also passed under a railroad bridge. The road that went under it was just a two lane blacktop, and after leaving the park, it curved sharply off to the left. This area almost acted as a gate to the park. The track and bridge were up on a solid ridge of some sort, either man made or just a natural ridge.

We eventually wound up at one of the Medieval Times restaurants. In order to get in, there was an obstacle course that had to be run in order to prove your "worth" or something. Michael Moore (Fahrenheit 9/11) was trying to get through it, and he was very winded. It was like I was watching him from some sort of observation windows that showed a very mechanical course below. The course had things like conveyors, swinging things to avoid, and stuff like that.

I was with a group of other people. We all made it through this course fairly easily, but afterwards we were in this elegantly decorated room with white marble and fine rugs, and we were stuck. We had taken a fork in the pathway earlier, which was marked with a heart/club set from a deck of playing cards. There was a presentation of a number of small images in a grid formation over on one wall. The grid may have been about three by three feet, and each image about four by four inches. We were supposed to press one to be able to continue. I believe we only had one (or at least a very limited number) of chances to get it right. We had known at one point which one we were supposed to push, but we no longer remembered.

Then one of the women there speaks up and says that she remembered that we were supposed to push the "South Park" block. She did so and the grid opens up to a three by three foot doorway that we have to crawl through. We wound up having to go through the same obstacle course again in order to get to the main eating area. The second time around, when we got to fork in the hallway, we took the side that was marked with the diamonds/clubs.

Em and I got into this big eating area with large round tables. It had the feel of one of the rentable conference rooms at a hotel, and we found the table off to our left in the back corner where her parents were sitting. We sat there with them and waited to eat.

Buying New Art Supplies and a Tornado

I started out at some sort of mall with Em (wife). I think it was supposed to be the Harrionburg Mall, but I'm not certain. We were in a Sears, and I believe that we were walking around looking at clothes or something. We may have stopped off to look for a bathroom for Em. While she was in there, I started looking around a bit, and I realized that I needed new art supplies.

I started looking around, and I was finding the stuff I needed. I was getting a new art supply carrying case , and I was putting all sorts of things into it, such as pens, pencils, oil pastels, etc. At one point, I was also putting things into a cardboard box that was about a foot and a half long, about 9 inches wide and tall. It was a bit funny because even though the bottom of the box was not taped up, (it was just the flaps folded over each other) it wasn't giving me any problems with holding the stuff I put into it. The art box, on the other hand, was giving me problems because some how the bottom of it was also folded-over flaps, but they kept coming undone and dropping things out the bottom.

At this point, I was no longer with Em in the store. She wasn't there anymore, as if she had never been there in the first place. Also, the store was now more like Walmart, and not Sears. There were other people shopping there, too. They were mostly women around the age of 35 to 45, and they were all getting their art supplies. There weren't many of them around, but I remember talking to one woman briefly in the aisle about what I was getting versus what she was getting. It was actually during this time that the red art box was giving me trouble.

Soon after this, I found that I had filled the cardboard box about 1/3 full with pink wintergreen candies like what mom used to get, and Eric (brother) referred to them as "Medicine Balls" because they tasted like Pepto Bismol. I also had a third item with me, and I think it may have been just a basket for shopping.

I eventually wound up at the check out counter, and things were moving along well, when all of a sudden I realized when I sat down the shopping basket, that I had set the cardboard box and art box down somewhere in one of the aisles. I turned to the dark-haired woman behind me and I said something like, "I feel really bad about this, but I need to get out of line and get something I left in one of the aisles. Could I get back in line when I get back?" She laughed and said, "I left something down one of the aisles, too!!" There was a second lady behind her, but neither one of us said anything to her as we broke out of line and went to get our stuff.

I left my basket there at the checkout, but instead of actually leaving it on the counter, I took it and set it up on top of a big stack (about as tall as me) of soda 12-pack boxes that was by the exit. I then went back and got the cardboard box and he art box (which was still giving me troubles with the bottom falling open. I got back to the checkout, bought the stuff (making sure they opened the boxes to get all the stuff inside) and then I went home to the house that used to be Grandmamma Miller's.

Mom was in the kitchen, and I talked to her briefly about something. I'm thinking it may have been the news or something, but I'm not sure. I heard this strange sound outside, and it seemed like it just kept going. It was like a train in the distance or something. I was walking out of the kitchen and through the dining room when I looked out the window towards the Garber's farm, and back behind it I saw a tornado.

Right at that moment I yelled, "A tornado!" and went to run back to the kitchen to tell mom, but mom had just seen it, too, and also yelled. Even though we knew it was serious, neither one of us went running down to the basement or anything. Actually, I mentioned to her, "Maybe I should go upstairs and get my camera!" I think she replied with, "What!?", thinking that I was crazy to even consider going upstairs when there was a tornado around.

Somehow I was able to know about local news and reports from local people about reporting on the weather, and how it was online. What I mean is that I knew that there was a girl somewhere close that had gotten pictures of the clouds outside her house when she knew the tornado was coming, and posted them on the Internet, before I even got on the Internet.

But I got online, and I checked out the pictures, and she had made a comment about catching the eye or seeing the eye in the clouds. When I looked at the pictures, I saw that there was actually a formation that looked like an eye in the clouds. (whereas before I thought she meant "the eye of the storm"). She had a picture of some blond woman celebrity right below it, and was comparing the two.

The more I looked at it, the more I realized that there was more to the formation than the eye. There was the other eye, the nose, the mouth, and eventually her entire head, just like in the picture, was also in the cloud formation. After this I got offline, and I went and looked for the tornado again, but I couldn't see it. I didn't really hear it either, but for some reason, I didn't think it was completely gone. I thought it had just moved around so that it was in a different location that made it hard for us to hear. I went and looked out the window in the dining room towards the Garber's farm again, and it wasn't there. It looked like it was now dark off to the right, but if the tornado was there, it was out of my view around the corner of the house.

I think I went outside to look for it, and I still wasn't hearing it. I somehow still didn't believe that it was gone, and I was watching the dark area that was over past where the "Big Barn" normally was. In thinking about it, walking out the front door, there was nothing there except the road. No barn. No big maple trees. No dairy barn. Just the road and the field beyond. It was dark there, but I wasn't seeing the tornado. I think I saw it kind of sputter to life again for a brief moment, but it didn't last long and it was gone, at which point I woke up.

At Stephen's House

I don't remember much of what was going on, but I was at Stephen Craig's house for a short bit. I talked to his mom briefly, and I think his grandfather was also supposed to be there. I was saying or asking something about his dad being dead, but I may have been saying it to Irene (Stephen's mom) rather than Stephen. I was outside most of the time around their parking area.

The Caterpillar

I think I may have actually started out at Mercedes, but eventually I wound up being back here at the apartment. Somehow I came across this fuzzy caterpillar. I believe the whole thing was brown or black (as opposed to the orange and black striped ones I used to see as a kid) I think that Em was playing around with it for a little bit, and eventually I came over by our computers to see it and to see if there was anything I could do for it.

I watched it move around for a while, and then I talked to Em about it some. I don't remember what she said about it, but I suddenly remember recalling squishing caterpillars as a kid. I was thinking of the greenish brown ooze squishing out of their bodies. I think Em may have been talking about eating them or something, and in remembering the squishing of them, I was thinking about what was actually inside of them, and I wanted no part of eating them.

I think I finally got a piece of paper or something, and I set the edge of it down in front of the caterpillar so that it would crawl up on there and I could safely get it outside. I think it would get close and touch it or sniff it, and then it would turn and go a different direction. Finally I decided that I needed to just get it out of here, so I opened up the sliding patio door (it was night time, by the way, and the goose neck lamp on our desk was on) and I finally just scooped the edge of the paper under it and tried to kind of get it outside. I don't think I could ever actually get it up on the paper, so eventually I had to just barely get under the edge of the caterpillar and flick the paper up a little to try to launch it outside. I think I did eventually, and I shut the door.

Crossing the Gorge

Em (wife) and I were on a long drive. We came to a place that (I think) was supposed to be in Tennessee. There was a point in the road where we couldn't go any farther for some reason, and we had to backtrack 100 feet or so and talk to these people that were at some sort of information desk. A blond girl instructed me to go forward again, get onto the platform, and "take it across". I said "Okay," but I'm not sure where Em had gone to at this point. She wasn't around to hear the girl say what to do, so I thought I'd go and test it out myself first.

I went over to these two steel platforms (one in front of the other) that were supposed to be big enough to hold my car, and I laid down on the first (closest) one. As I did, it slowly started to take off, floating up and forward. Even though it wasn't moving very fast, it still gave me this feeling that I was almost being repelled off the top of the platform. I had to really hold on to make sure I didn't go flying off. Even though that worried me a bit, I hung on and kind of had a good time because of getting to see all the scenery. I went quite a way over the country landscape below, and eventually I saw this long gorge ahead that stretched as far as I could see to either side of me. It was fairly narrow, but it was supposed to be very deep as well. The platform eventually came down on the other side of the gorge, and it turned so that I face to the right so that I was supposed to be able to just drive off of it and continue the drive.

I wound up taking the platform back to the main area, and I was able to find Em. I did the platform without my car again, but this time with Em. She had the same feeling as I did the first time that she was going to get thrown off the thing, and I was just telling her to hold on. We went through the same thing as I did the first time, watching the scenery below and crossing the gorge and landing, facing right. Now we just needed to bring my car, so we went back, and we got into my car, and drove down to where the platform was. For some reason, the platform either wasn't there, or I went down a bit farther, but either way I wound up turning left into a dirt/gravel parking lot.

We got out of the car there, and we were at this building that looked quite a bit like a house. We went in, and it looked more like a restaurant. There were tables and chairs and booth seats around. I think it was supposed to be like Outback Steakhouse or something. Somehow, Em was already seated when I went in. I went back to the table she was at, and I sat with her. There were lots of people around, and I got this feeling that there was something bad going on. Not terrible and scary, but just like a lot of these people were picking on the waiters or being asshat customers or something.

Eventually we were supposed to be eating with another couple or group, and we did. There was something strange or awkward about it, like I didn't want to eat or something. I don't think that was it, but I remember getting up for something and coming back a short time later. I don't think I ever actually ate.

Eventually the place cleared out a bit, and we were done, too, so we wound up leaving. I'm not sure if this was part of this dream or another, but there was something about being at a house that was supposed to belong to Em and I. I think that the people from the restaurant were there with us, but I'm not sure. I know that someone was, but I'm just not sure who it was. I don't remember what went on there, but I know it was in a subdivision, much like the newer one that was up on the hill in Mount Sidney, VA.