12006 August 03
I walked down the hallway of the old house, heading to the west. This was a very beautiful old house, and i thought that it was very large. This was $K1’s new house. The rest of my family had just arrived to this place. $K9 was also here, and i felt a little strange about being in the house with him. I felt awed by the house, however. Everything about it seemed nice. I headed down the long blue corridor to the eastern end of the building. As i came to the end of the corridor, i turned to the northeast, down the other corridor. This was a section of the house that i had not been in yet. It was rather plain, but something about it seemed interesting. I looked at the greenish-blue carpeting on the floor of the halls as i wandered down the hall. There was a room to the south. Like the other rooms on this side of the house, the room was empty. They had more than enough space in the house that they did not need to use these spare rooms. I walked into the small bedroom. There was a low wide bed against the western wall, and there seemed to be a doorway on the southern wall of the oddly shaped room that led back into the other corridor of the house. I liked this place. I looked to the west to see another room with bluish-green carpets. I was impressed, even though the design of the house seemed very plain and modern. I felt that i wanted a house like this. I headed back to the south as i thought about the house, excited that i could find one just like it. I turned around to the north, finding myself on the outside of the house, behind the garage. The garage attached to the western side of the house but stuck out from the main section of the house. The outside of the house was made of white wooden siding. I looked at the width of the garage and thought that it was wide enough for two cars. I did not like the boring design of it, but i thought that it could be remodeled to look nice. I told $F45 about it as i moved back into the house through the door at the back of the garage. The floor of the garage was cement, and the walls seemed plain and unfinished. I turned to the west and headed down the front hall of the house. I came out into a large atrium at the front of the house. The atrium seemed to face north-northwest. It had a curved wall on the northern side of the house where it curved from west to southwest. There seemed to be a large glass wall to the north of me that enclosed the room from the outside. There seemed to be a black balcony on the front of the house as well. My mother was with me as i walked to the west, into the cement fountain, which curved along with the front of the house. I now seemed to be outside of the house. It was dark out, and i could not see what was in the front yard of the house. I put my feet into the shallow water of the fountain, thinking that i should enjoy this place. I then turned back, excitedly telling my mother about the beauty of this place. I felt that this was a very special place, and i wanted a place just like it. I walked back to the east to tell my mother that i liked this place. It felt nice here.
12006 August 07
I remembered this place as i looked to the north. I was on the western side of a wide road, which ran through a commercial district. This seemed to be someplace just north of New York City. I remembered this place from a dream before. I had traveled north along the highway. It had been a long trip, and i remembered that it was tiring. I wondered how i had traveled so far up the river from the city, and then i remembered that i had taken several local buses until i ended up in a small motel on the west side of this road. I was standing in the driveway of the hotel as i remembered the dream. I remembered that i had left New York City and made my way up the coast to the small bar. In the dream, i had met someone in the bar that i knew. I could not remember whether i had recorded this dream or not. It seemed long ago, but i did not remember writing it.
12006 August 08
I stopped in the middle of the field and looked to the west. The others stopped near me, wandering slowly to the north and west. There was a thick fog all around us, floating over the thick green grass of the unkempt field. There seemed to be some scraggly bushes just to the southwest of me, in the fog. The large building was still to the east of us, and i felt as though we were wandering into the yard around the parking lot. I looked up as $Z moved to the north, noticing that there was a set of guide wires overhead. They formed the southern end of a rectangular shape in the air. There were four wooden utility poles marking the corners of the rectangles, and the wires ran between them, holding them together. The two corners on the southern end had wires that ran down to the ground somewhere to the southwest of where i was. I then realized that the southeastern pole was almost over my head. The pole was short and did not extend all the way to the ground. I wondered how the wires could support the pole from where they were attached. I wondered if this was an example of tension suspending the poles. I knew that this was a common architectural design in modern structures. However, when i looked up at the cables, i noticed that they ran between the four poles at the corners of the rectangular area, and none of the poles reached the ground. Only the guide wires stretched to the ground. This did not seem like a possible structure, so i thought that there must be some other cables stretching up into the fog that i could not see. I then remembered about the crane that was working to the north of us, and i thought that all of the guide wires must somehow attach to the construction crane. I looked up into the fog, but could not see it. Then the fog shifted, and i could see a small shadow in the fog high above me, to the north. I looked down to the north to see where the other two people had gone. They were on the northern side of the rectangular area. I suddenly realized that there was a tall chain-link fence to the east of me. It seemed old and dingy. We had wandered into a small fenced-in area that surrounded the ground mountings of the guide wires for the structure. I started to the north, noticing that the other two were standing at the far side of the fence. I thought that they had climbed over, but i could not be sure. I stared at them for a minute. One of them was wearing an orange reflective vest, and, after focusing on it for a minute, i could see that the dark line of the fence crossed in front of the vest. They had climbed over the fence. I moved to the outside of the fence, which was to the east of me and continued to the north, after the other two. They had walked down the paved drive, which curved around the western side of the building. The building was large near us, towering over us to the north, but flat and low to the east. Its outer wall made several turns to the east of us, providing an uneven wall, but the brick tower to the north seemed flat. There was a large yellow metal tower of crisscrossing girders standing in front of the wall and stretching into the fog above. It was the crane. The others had moved to the base of the wall to the north as i started around the fenced off construction area to the west of the low wing of the building. The southern end of the low wing widened to the west, and the driveway curved back toward the building to the east as it headed north. It seemed to curve to the west as it ran along the northern side of the building. In the center of the curve was a dirt area surrounded by orange construction fence. I then heard the rumbling from above and realized that the large crane was working on the building. I looked up to see the tall flat featureless brick wall of the building with the white metal girders of the crane stabbing into the top of it. There was a heavy vibration and i could see debris falling from the brick wall. The crane had entered about six or seven stories up. I could see pieces of debris falling toward me, and i backed away. I was not wearing a hard hat, and i felt that i would be in danger. I held the bright orange hat over my head as i ran to the east, toward the flat wall of the lower wing. I thought that the padded hat might protect me from some of the impact, but it would not be as good as a hard hat. The vibration then stopped and i looked back to the north. I wondered what had happened to the others. I could see them standing in a wide alcove around the entrance to the building. They had been hiding as well. I felt that it was not safe here and that we should get to safety before we got hit by debris. I turned back to the south to see $Z wandering to the west, toward the fenced in area. I looked at the place where we had been standing under the rectangle of wire. I could now see four black cross-supported girders stretching to the ground from somewhere in the fog above. We had not been able to see them before because the fog had been hiding them. $Z was trying to take a picture of the legs, and i realized that it was a very nice picture. It was nice the way the support legs of the metal structure faded into the fog. $Z seemed to be fumbling for his camera, and i told him that he should hurry to take the picture before the fog cleared. I then noticed that the fog had already cleared away from most of the structure, and i wondered if it would come back. I noticed the way the black structure reached to the ground. The northern legs came straight down from the fog, angling out at the bottom, just before they reach the ground. There was a horizontal flat part of the structure where the wire rectangle had been which ran to the southern legs. The top parts of the southern legs were slanted down to the south, where they met the vertical part. It was obvious that it was taking force from the large crane to the north. This was how it was stabilizing the crane as it worked. There was a part of the structure that reached to the north, supporting the tall yellow square tower of the crane from the center. I was then aware of the crane vibrating again as i moved to the north. The others had been hiding in the entrance alcove of the northern wall when the crane was working. I called to them, telling them that we had to find shelter from the falling debris. I looked up to see rocks falling in my direction. I turned to the east, but realized that there was no way i could run in that direction. I covered my head, noticing that to rocks were actually hitting me as they fell. I ran to the south to get away from the falling debris. As i came to the wider part of the lower wing, i noticed that there was a doorway into the building with a thick overhand. I ran under the roof and stopped just in front of the doorway, where some other people were standing. I turned to look to the north, noticing that several people were running out of the building to the north. They were coming out of the doors that were set back into the alcove that my friends were standing in. My friends had run to the south, passing me on the west. My attention was then drawn by a lion, which came out the doorway in the northern building. I felt suddenly tense as i backed into the shade of the doorway that i was standing in. I then saw a second lion run out of the doorway and jog to the west of me. I warned the others that the cats were dangerous and turned to run into the hospital, to the east of me. I headed down the dimly lighted corridor to the east. It was a narrow corridor with clean polished floors. I turned to the north and stopped only a few metres down the other corridor. I sat down on the low ledge, against the western wall. $Z sat to the north of me. I said something about the wild animals outside. Then one of the animals came into the corridor from the south. I told $Z that it was a cheetah. It slowed in front of us, and i realized that it was actually a strange looking dog. It looked like a doll, with a patchwork torso of dark blue materials and thin pieces of yarn mimicking fur. The dog rubbed against my legs and i pet it. It seemed like a unique animal and i said something about it to $Z. It was very friendly, and i felt interested in it. It turned to the south and lowered its head as i scratched the back of its neck. It them muttered something. I asked it what it said, realizing that it could understand what i was saying. It replied to me. I felt amazed as it spoke in a low clear voice. The dog could speak English. I had it repeat itself, just to be sure, and it told me that it could understand everything i was saying. I looked up as $F45 walked to the east of me and told him that the dog could speak. He nodded as though he knew. I was excited about the dog and thought that it was very special.
12006 August 09
I pet the black and orange tortoise-shell cat as it lay to the east of me. I then noticed that there were small white eggs mixed in with the cat’s fur. I pet the back of the cat, pulling some of the white eggs from the cat’s back. I realized that they were spider eggs and wondered how they had gotten on the cat. I then realized that this was significant. The spiders were forming a colony, like ants and bees did. I told the others urgently that these eggs showed that the spiders were changing their habits and becoming colonial animals. This special breed of spider was no longer acting as a solitary creature. There was something significant in this development, and i felt that it was important for people to know this. I turned to the east and thought about this as i walked into the dark room of the building. There was a performance happening to the north, in the large auditorium, but i felt distracted. I collected my things and headed back to the west, across the gravel parking lot. My car was parked on the southern end of the lot, by itself. It was dark out, but it did not feel very late. I then noticed that Laurie Anderson was standing near a car in the center of the parking lot. She said hello to me as i approached, and i excitedly said hello to her. I was happy to have run into her here, and i told her that i really liked her performances. She seemed happy that i liked her stuff as she stood with her back to her dark-coloured station wagon. I noticed just how short she was as i stood next to her. I told her that i really appreciated her performances and said that they were a big inspiration for what i do. I then remembered the eggs and their significance. I headed back to the east to hear the performance. The auditorium was to the north of me, and i was walking down the black corridor outside the theatre. I thought that Laurie would be on stage. I wanted to see her on stage, but i could not see through the doors to the north. I then came to a large doorway, which looked into the theatre. I looked in and saw the back of the audience, but i could not see the stage. I realized that the stage was slightly off to the southwest. All i could see was the blue and purple lights of the stage shining on the eastern section of the audience. I moved to the east slightly to look around the side of the door. I realized that i was looking into a back stage area. The doorway looked into an open area directly to the south of me. The area looked like a stage, but it was really a preparation area for the stage. The stage was to the west of this area, and it was facing west. The audience that i was seeing was just inside the door to the west, and it was facing south, toward the side of the stage. I could not see the stage from this doorway.
12006 August 10
I was lying on the bed, which was against the southern wall of the room. It seemed low to the ground. There was someone sleeping to the south of me, and i was sleeping along the northern edge of the bed. I moved a little and realized that i had been hugging the man to the south of me. As i tried to pull away, however, i realized that he was holding on to me. He was $F4, and i realized that he was still sleeping. I tried to pull away, but he was trying to wrestle me. I was amused by the situation, but did not want to wake him up. I tried to slip my arm away from him, but he kept trying to change holds to keep me near. He lifted his right food suddenly and grabbed his ankle with his right hand. I wondered if that was some kind of lock. I looked to the north, noticing that $F45 was still sleeping on the floor of the room. I tried to maneuver out of the bed, but $F4 kept trying to grab me. I felt interested in trying to pin him, but i did not want to wake him up. I thought that he would be upset that i jumped on him while he was asleep.
12006 August 13
I turned to the east as the others started to gather. I was in a construction site, where the ground was bare and dusty. Several other people gathered with me as we faced one of the men to the southeast. I recognized him as he started to speak. He was a big young man with medium-length dark hair. He wore a dark-blue denim jacket over a dark polo shirt. He mentioned that he had worked with me in the past, saying that i had quit. It was obvious that he was now running this job site. I remembered that it had been a very long time since i worked construction, and it was interesting to see someone i had worked with. The other men stood around, listening to what the foreman had to say. I felt awkward because i did not like the fact that the man told the others that i had quit. There was something negative about the work. I knew it was what had happened, but i had left to move on to a better job; i didn’t just quit to give up. I tried to remember the young man as he spoke. He was quite attractive. I noticed that he was wearing a dark pair of long shorts, which came down to his upper calf. He had thin blond fur on his lower legs. I then realized that this was the same job site that i had worked on so many years ago. We had been building the foundations of buildings when i had left the site. I looked past the man now, to the east, to see the metal framework of a short steel building. This seemed to be the same construction site that i had worked on, but the building was only a steel framework. It should have been finished several years ago. I looked around the site at the other steel structures. There was another short building just to the northwest of us, and one off to the northeast. None of them seemed to be finished. I then noticed the tall building to the north. It seemed mostly finished, with a dark-tan brick exterior. It had a recessed central section with many windows, but the western side of the building seemed to be open, with the girders exposed. A crane was working on the western side. I wondered if that was the building that had been completed when i worked here. It seemed that not enough had been done.
I headed down the corridor to the southeast. I was to the north of the shopping mall, but i had ended up in an access corridor. Several other people were moving in my general direction. I looked back and forth down the long white corridor. It seemed to be an access way at the back of the mall. I knew that the stores were to the south of us, and i remembered being in this corridor of the mall before. I looked to the east to see a long corridor with few doors on the southern wall. I knew that it would eventually lead to stores at the eastern end of the mall, but i did not want to go that far. I was trying to get to something that was just to the south of me. I turned to the west and headed to the end of the corridor, which was only a little way from me. I thought that there might be a way to cross over into the mall here without going through a store. I came to the end of the corridor. There was a large glass wall to the west, which looked out onto a street. To the south was a set of doors, which led into some lavatories. I realized that i could not actually cross into the mall form here, and i was a little disappointed. I did not want to walk all the way to the eastern end of the corridor to get out.
12006 August 15
I headed to the east, through the empty building. The fair was over, and this was one of the displays that had shut down. The main booth was to the south of me, but i was walking through the closed exhibit, thinking that it was interesting to be here when no one else was allowed. I parted the white plastic cloths that were hanging over the doorway to the east of me. I was aware that there were some security guards to the northwest of me, but i knew that i was part of the festival, so i could walk into these areas. I turned to the south, noticing the open room to the east and the heavy plastic curtain that separated it from the audience to the west. This was where the medical testing was done. I wondered if i should go through the booth and have a sample of blood drawn. I then decided that it would be too dangerous to have the testing done when there was no one there to monitor it. I felt that something could go wrong. I turned to the northwest and headed out of the tent, past the security guards. The guards were talking among themselves as they stood with their arms crossed in their dark windbreakers. I headed to the west, across the dark open field. I could not see much in the field, but i knew that there were others still picking up after the show. I was then above myself, watching myself look up as i lifted into the air. I had jumped very high. I then looked down to see what was below me. I could see the faint outline of a man moving below me near an extinguished campfire. I made noise as i came down, alerting the people below me that i was descending. I then realized that my ability to fly would amaze people. I landed on the ground of trampled field grass and dirt and started walking to the west. I liked flying and jumped into the air again. This time, i took the small flash light out of my pocket and pointed it down at the ground as i came down. I wanted to see where i was landing. As i was in the air, though, i noticed some of the cars that were parked on the western edge of the field. My car was there, and i felt that i should be heading back to it to leave the festival. I floated to the west, noticing that there were two man-made hills at the western end of the field and one to the south. The southern hill ran along the western end of the southern side of the filed. The two western hills ran along the western end of the filed, leaving a gap between their southern ends and the southern hill. The hills were about ten metres tall and covered with grass. There was a gap between the two western hills where several cars were parked on a gravel driveway. I descended into the gap, landing just to the west of my car. There were other people there. It now seemed less dark than it did before, and i was aware of a faint blue glow from the western horizon, where the sun had set a while ago.
12006 August 16
I started to the east, leaving the others to put things into the small car. I walked to the south of the car and started down the dirt road that ran through the wooded area. The forest around us was thin and young. I stopped after only a few steps, noticing the animals down the road from me. There were several tan deer standing on the north side of the road, moving slowly to the south. A black bear came out of the woods just to the north of the deer and stopped at the edge of the road. I felt afraid of the bear, and turned to tell the others. I said that we had to get back into the car to hide from the bear. $F39 seemed to be standing in the open doorway of the driver’s side of the car. Everyone started to get into the car. I was on the northern side of the car as i started to pick up my sleeping bag from the wooden bench, which was to the north of the car. I had been sleeping here, and i felt a little chilly. I remembered that there was snow on the ground, and i thought that i should get my things. I headed to the east, into the room of the house. There were no furniture in the room, but there seemed to be a mattress on the floor with its head against the northern wall. This room seemed to be part of and old house. I gathered some blankets and clothing from the floor and headed back to the bench in the next room. I still seemed to be outside, and it was still chilly. I sat down on something as i talked to the person to the south of me. My mother was to the southwest of me. I unfolded the grey socks that i had picked up and started to put them on, but i realized that they were not the socks i had though that they were. As i unfolded them, i realized that they were pink. I thought that they must be my mother’s socks, and i told her about them.
I looked over the papers as i walked to the north, down the hall of the first floor of the northern wing of $P7. I felt confused. I had been here taking classes again, but i felt that i had fallen behind. I turned to the northwest as i came to the end of the hall, walking into one of the classrooms to the west of the stairs. I felt that i had been missing some of my classes. I looked at the paper in my hand and noticed that i was supposed to be taking English at some point in the day, but i did not remember going to these classes. I felt worried that i was not doing what i was supposed to be doing. I thought that i was already behind in my studies and worried that i would not be able to catch us. I remembered coming to school again and feeling excited to learn. I had thought that i would study all of my subjects with interest. I could not understand why i had neglected this class and fallen behind so quickly. I was worried that i had messed up.
12006 August 19
$F45 and i were standing in the large room at the top of the very tall building. We were talking about something that had happened as i looked at the large yellow crane, which was set atop the building. The building was very thin, shaped like a round pole. The man to the northeast of us was wealthy and pompous. He boasted that this building of his was two hundred and twelve floors tall. I did not like him, but i knew that we were staying near the top of the building, so i did feel a little special. I said something to $Z about the incident and the bad man as i started to the east. I walked to the edge of a balcony and looked over the short stone railing. I could see the grey stone courtyard far below. I jumped over the railing, knowing that i was special and that i could withstand the fall. I landed on the ground and moved quickly to the east. I came to another balcony and looked down. I could see a man in a white suit walking under me from the east. I climbed over the railing and waited for him to pass so that i would not be jumping on top of him. I then thought that it might be dangerous to jump off of railings because i could not see who was under me. I was also aware of another man standing on a balcony to the east of me, across the atrium. He watched me as i jumped from the railing and landed on the pavement below. I ran to the southeast, to a stairwell. There were several people watching me as i ran through the building. I came to the stairwell and looked down, hoping that there were no stairs there, because that would not be easy to land on. The stairwell was oddly shaped and sat in the southeastern corner of an open room. The stairs ran down directly to the east of me. They then turned to the south and then to the west as they descended. The corners did not seem evenly spaced, though, making the design seem more modern. The stairs were also made of cement with thin walls for railings. I could see a flat space several floors below, so i jumped over the edge. I floated down to the next floor. I was then at another stairwell and jumped over. I could see the tall cylindrical tower to the east of me. Its top was in the fog, but i knew that the crane was still on it. I thought about the two hundred and twelve floors, thinking that it was the tallest building in the area. I wondered if i could jump from it. It would be impressive, but i did not know whether it would be too tall for me to descend from. I thought that i would have to slow my speed on the way down in order to stop at the bottom. I then realized that i would have to meet back up with $Z. He would have taken the stairs down this tall building and should be on the street to the southeast of me. I jumped down another shaft and landed in a lobby with polished stone floors. I felt that i was near the bottom of the building. I ran to the southeast, coming into a formal sitting room. Something seemed to change as i entered the room. This place seemed suddenly different, and i thought that it had to do with the two men who had just come into the room. They seemed as if they were from a century ago, with long mustaches and pale formal clothes. I felt weary of them, thinking that they looked like hippies. The person in front of me greeted them and sat them down in two grey padded chairs to the east of me. I was trying to head for the exit door behind them, but decided that i should circle around them to the south and go out the next exit door in the room. As the woman in the long black dress greeted them and bent to serve them tea, i walked around her to the window in the southeastern wall. As i came to the south of them, i realized that the window was not part of a door, so i would not be able to exit in this direction. I stopped suddenly, and the man nearest me looked up suddenly at me. I explained that i had thought that there was an exit door over here. I realized that these men were not really hostile, but i still felt uncertain near them. There was something strange and out of place about them. I walked around the woman and started to the exit door when i heard someone refer to the others in the room. I looked to the south to see a short rounded woman sitting in a chair just to the southwest of me, facing south. A man across the room referred to her by name, and i recognized the name. I stopped, realizing that she was one of the people that $Z was investigating. She was related to the bad guy. I remembered talking with the bad guy in the tall tower. He was a short man with a brightly coloured suit, and i felt uneasy about him. He was some kind of protester, and he was the head of a rebellious group that was leading a revolution. He seemed dangerous, and i knew that he could have me killed if he found out i knew about him. $Z was trying to find him, though, and i knew that this woman was a friend of the resistance leader. I decided to talk to her. I walked around the western side of the chair and crouched in front of her. She seemed like a dainty old woman. I mentioned her name and tried to get information about her friend. She said something to me, and, as she spoke. I realized that there was a foul smelling breath coming from her. I looked at her left eye and realized that there was wind escaping from it as she spoke. It seemed strange, but i looked at the eye, noticing that the lid was lifting when she spoke. I then noticed that there were crooked teeth within the eye socket. Her mouth was actually in here left eye. I felt uneasy.
I looked down at the papers in my hand. $A220 and his wife were standing to the west of me. I had to give them copies of the papers, but i did not think that i should give them the copies that i had. I told them that they were my only copies and that i would make duplicates back to back. I flipped through the three pages, which were stapled together. I took the three papers and put the other paper with it. I was then in my car as i drove to the north. I was near my grandfather’s old house on $P12. I remembered that he lived on a small road and that there was a main road to the west of his road. The main road had shops on it, and i remembered that one of the shops was a copy center. I thought that i could go there. I pictured the green and yellow sign on the store. I then looked to the southeast as i drove down the curvy road. The road seemed mostly rural, with houses close to it, but i knew that it was in the middle of a suburban area. There were many trees around the house. I had not been here in a very long time, and i wondered if i would still know the way from my grandfather’s house to where i was going. I thought about the copy center as i drove. I thought that i could head to the place from the house. I turned the corner, heading to the west. There seemed to be a trailer park directly to the west of us. My mother was in the passenger’s seat as i rounded a corner and headed down a short hill toward an intersection. The road we were on crossed another road. Just past the intersection, however, the road we were on made a sharp turn to the northeast, so that it ran parallel with the other road. There did not seem to be any signs at the intersection of the narrow roads, but there was a white fence on the northwestern side of the intersection, running to the northeast. I crossed the intersection and rounded the corner. The land around us seemed very flat, as though we were in the central United States. The woman who was riding in the passenger’s seat then pointed out something to the west of us. I looked over the scenery. There was a long yard between two rows of white trailer homes. Something about it seemed like a red rock desert, even though there was grass on the lawn. I agreed with the woman, saying that the scene looked pretty, but i could only glance at it for a moment before i had to look back at the driveway in front of me. We were driving to the northeast toward the large metal warehouse. There appeared to be two wooden structures in front of the warehouse, which were painted white. They seemed to be racks for storing building supplies. I pulled up in front of the warehouse and got out of the car. I was still carrying the papers, but i suddenly realized that i had not stopped at the copy shop when i was near my grandfather’s house. I was now too far away from it. I thought that it was really too late to get the papers copied now.
12006 August 21
I walked into the building, feeling that it was right to be here. This place was a fraternity, and i felt as though i was making the decision to join it. It seemed like $P70, and i thought that it was actually just to the south of my fraternity. I looked around the corridors inside the building. Everything seemed run down and broken. The walls were painted black, but there were many areas where the paint or plaster had been chipped and white was showing through. I turned to the north, walking along the western side of the building. I felt excited about this place, but it seemed strange that i would be here. I felt that the people here welcomed me and wanted me to join, but something seemed strange about the situation. There were many people moving around the building as i climbed the stairs to the upper floor. I was on the southern side of the building when i noticed the men in gym shorts coming down the stairs from the southwest. There were two sets of stairs descending from an upper floor to the south of me. One came from the southeast and the other from the southwest. They met at the bottom. As the men walked in front of me, i realized that they were wrestlers. There must be a sports center at the top floor of the fraternity. I felt that this was a special club, and i was interested in what was happening here. I wanted to get involved in the sports. I thought that it would be great to train in wrestling again. I looked around the square room around me. I was now standing on the eastern side of the atrium as others walked around me. This place seemed filled with people. They were all headed to do sports somewhere, and i was interested in what was going on. The atrium was painted black and had a corridor that ran around the circumference. The center seemed to be open, but it did not seem to look down on the floor below. Instead, the center part of the room seemed to be either raised or recessed from the floor of the corridor surrounding it. There was a small sitting area in the northern side of the eastern wall, and there seemed to be another one on the western side of the building. There seemed to be doors off of the corridor, which led into different rooms. I was interested in the wrestling practice upstairs, and wondered if they would let me join in. A large man in a singlet then walked past me from the south. He stopped just to the east of me and flexed. I looked at him and noticed that he was rather heavy, with pale wrinkled skin. He seemed older. I thought that he was a television wrestler and did not think that he was appealing. I wanted to be a part of the younger crowd that was in this place. I was standing in a doorway on the northern side of the room, looking to the south. There was a gymnasium to the south of me with black wrestling mats on the floor and low sets of bleachers around the walls. I seemed to be near the western wall as i walked into the room. There was a man in a grey top and blue shorts sitting on the edge of the bleachers just to the south of me. He seemed to be a coach, and he was watching the men wrestle on the mat in the middle of the room. I looked out at the wrestlers. There were two men wrestling just in front of the coach, and another couple wrestling farther down the mat to the south. It was a small training class, but it seemed interesting to watch. I wanted to be a part of the practice. I looked at the young men who were wrestling near me. They seemed about high school age. Both were wearing tee shirts and shorts. The man on top then hooked his legs around the man under him and rolled him on to his back. I watched as the man in the yellow shirt squeezed the other man between his legs as he wrapped the other man’s arms over his head. He had the other man trapped, and he started to squeeze his legs in a scissor hold to get the other man to submit. I realized that this was not normal wrestling. They were teaching a martial-arts form of grappling. I felt hesitant about this style, but was still interested in what was happening. I asked the coach something about the style, trying to find out what people did in this club.
I was in the small bedroom at the top of the stairs at my parents’ house. I had been taking classes is school again, but i felt that i had not been doing the work for these classes. I paced back and forth between the small bedroom and my old bedroom in the house. I seemed to be gathering my books. There was a small bed against the northern wall of the room at the top of the stairs. I put some of my books down on top of the orangish-red comforter that was on the bed. I was worried about my exams, which were coming soon. It seemed like the end of a school year, and i was getting ready to take the exams. I felt that i was not ready. I tried to think about the classes that i was taking. I would have an English exam, but i could not remember ever going to the class. I felt that i might have gone to the class at the beginning of the semester, but i thought that i must have simply forgotten about it. I could not remember going anytime recently. I felt worried that i would not be able to take the test in that class. I wondered why i had not gone. I then realized that this was something i had thought about before. I remembered thinking that i had forgotten about a class when i was taking classes previously. I felt upset and worried. I walked back to the doorway of the room to the south, were there was a table. Several books were sitting on the table. I wondered if i could simple read the books quickly before the exam. The stack of books on the table was made of all paperbacks with brightly coloured spines. I worried that i did not know what to do about the exam. I felt distressed.
12006 August 22
We stood in the forest. I was facing northeast as i saw the man run up to the tree and grab the piece of cloth that was attached to the side of the tree. The cloth had been stuck over an opening on the tree where bees had built a nest. The tree bulged around the shape of the nest. The man grabbed the top of the yellow cloth and ripped it from the tree. I felt suddenly worried, knowing that the bees would be mad and start swarming. I turned to the south and started running, telling the others of the danger. I then spotted my mother sitting in the cheap yard chair, just to the west of the bees’ nest. I told her about the danger of the bees, but she continued to sit in the chair, relaxed. I did not understand what she was doing. I knew that she was afraid of bees and would normally be screaming. She seemed not to care as she sat in the chair, and i felt that she was purposely leaving herself in danger. I ran back and grabbed her. I thought that i should pull her from the chair, but just picked her up in my arms and took her to the south. I felt that there was something wrong with her, and i had to protect her. I opened the metal door of the large refrigerator to the south of me and placed my mother inside. There were no shelves in the compartment, so i set her on the floor and closed the door. She would be safe here until the bees settled down.
12006 August 23
I was standing on the pogo stick as i moved down the white corridor of the building. It seemed to be something special. I looked down at the handle, noticing that it looked like a broomstick with a black rubber grip at the top. There was a jet of air coming out the bottom of the pogo stick, which was keeping me hovering over the ground, but i could not see any opening at the top of the stick that allowed the intake of air. I moved down the hall, to the north. I was then bouncing on the pogo stick, thinking that the jet came as bursts of air. Something seemed strange about this. I liked the stick, which now seemed to be a cane. I looked down at the white crooked handle of the cane, noticing that the stick was really a hollow clear plastic tube. The handle was curved to one side and then turned back over the top of itself at a sharp angle, forming a reverse 7-shaped curve. The tube was narrowed at the bend, where the plastic had been stretched with the curve. I could see now how the air came in through the open end of the handle and went down the tube. I looked up as i headed to the north, noticing that there were people in the corridor of this public building. I started past them, heading toward the exit doors in the northern end of the hall. As i passed through the people, i was aware that the men who were cleaning the hall around me were convicts. They were part of a work crew and were all wearing green jumpsuits. I then realized that this was part of a Mexican prison. I felt uncomfortable here, realizing that i would not be treated well in a foreign prison. I hurried out of the building and turned east on the sidewalk outside. I seemed to be in the middle of a small city. I stepped back onto the pogo stick, which was a long white shaft that had a shallow curve at the bottom. As i stepped on to it, i could hear the jet of air rushing out the bottom. The stick kept me floating on the air as i started to move slowly to the east. I wondered if i could get the jet to push me faster down the street, but i decided that it would have to force air down to keep me flying. I moved down the street as i thought about this. I thought that the stick should be used as though it were a broomstick that i was flying. I leaned forward on it so that the jet was facing back. I then remembered that i could simple hover over the ground on my own and get the stick to provide thrust. I looked to the south, down the long suburban street that had turned off of the main road. I was hovering in the air as i sat on the stick, using its jet to propel me swiftly down the street. I then wondered how i was able to hover. I knew that it was all i could do, but i thought that i should only be able to fly in my dreams. I did not think that i could actually hover in real life. I remembered doing it many times in dreams and was surprised that i could do it now. I tried to focus, thinking that dreams could seem very real. I thought about this, thinking that this seemed too real to be a dream. Something seemed strange here.
12006 August 27
I stepped out of the door on the south side of the corridor. I was in a train station, looking across the narrow corridor of a loading platform. The plain off-white walls of the corridor had doors that matched up with doors on the trains. To the north-northeast of the doorway in which i was standing, i could see a man moving around in the back of another train. The young man in the conductor’s uniform was putting some trays into the compartments at the eastern end of the train. For the most part, i could only see his arms as he pushed the dark-grey plastic bin into the compartment. There was a flash and sparks from the compartment. The young man pushed another tray into the shelves of the compartment, and more sparks shot out of the wall. I realized that the sparks were rather heavy and must have been from high voltage. I started to feel that this situation was dangerous. Something was shorting in the compartment. Black smoke suddenly came out of the compartment and started to flow out of the train and up to the ceiling. I heard the alarms go off and thought that people would be evacuating the train. The train doors down the corridor then started closing. I could then see a woman sitting behind a black counter within the other train. She was wearing a maroon uniform and had long straight hair. She smiled as she announced that there was a fire on the train. She told everyone that they should evacuate the train. I was then aware that my train might have closed its doors. I thought that it was time for my train to leave, so it might simply pull out of the station to get away from the danger. The train was to the southeast of me now, and i wondered if the doors had already closed. I felt uncertain of what was happening, and thought that my train might have started away without me.
12006 August 28
I looked down the length of the wall, to the west of me. I was sitting on top of the tall stone wall, which seemed to be part of an old castle. The stones of the wall were grey with white stones around the windows and archways. I sat on the eastern side of an interior corner of the castle wall. The courtyard was to the west of me, and the wall continued to the west from just to the north of where i was. I knew that something was wrong with the water as i looked down at the tractor-trailer that was moving along the side of the wall. It had a red cab. I thought that it was heading for the archway, which was a few meters from the corner, in the northern part of the wall. Instead, it turned suddenly to the east and stopped with its nose in the smaller archway that was nestled into the corner of the two walls. There was a buttress with a white stone cap just to the west of the smaller archway, between the small archway and the larger one. Water welled up around the front of the truck as the truck blocked the channel through the archway. I knew that there was too much water for the old drainage trenches to handle. I moved to the south, thinking about the recent rains. This castle was not built to handle the amount of water that had been coming recently. I passed a set of tall narrow arched windows on the western wall of the building. In them, i could see the water pouring down the chutes. The water was slowly wearing down the channels that it was flowing through. The flow was never meant to be so heavy. I then looked down to the short-cut grass of the ground. There were three more rectangular openings on the ground, which showed the water flowing heavily down the narrow channels below. This place was being worn out. I looked to the west as i started moving across the courtyard. The ground was covered with large paving stones. The stones were square and were supported in a thin frame of white stone. The large square stones seemed to be made of cement, but the cement was worn away in places, and i could see the rushing water beneath. I moved over the stones, aware that places beneath me were worn through. It seemed damp and rainy out, and this place seemed to be wearing down. I wondered what we could do about the rush of water. Everything seemed to be eroded by it.
My mother’s father said something as i pulled something from the stove in the small kitchen. I was standing to the south of the old white stove. There was a counter that ran around the walls to the east and south of me. To the west, the room opened up. The southern wall of the kitchen seemed to be even with the front wall of the rest of the room, but the northern wall of the kitchen ended just beyond the stove. My mother’s father was standing to the southwest of me as the fire started to the east. The fire was set on purpose, and i knew that there was a reason for it. We had to get out of the building, but i wanted to collect all of my things before the fire spread. I grabbed a hand full of bacon, which had been cooking on the stove, and rounded the eastern side of the stove, heading north, into the next room. I was then heading to the southeast, into the living room of the house. I was aware that the fire was spreading. There were several people standing in front of the door in the center of the southern wall. It was the exit door, but the people seemed to be confused as to how to get out. $A412 was standing in front of the door. He turned around and looked at me. He then turned to the others in the room and started talking about the fire. $A415 was on the south side of the group, facing north. He glanced at me as they discussed what they should do. I thought that the fire was raging now and should have consumed the room that it started in. I had to call emergency, so i took out my cell phone and dialed the numbers. I wondered if they would come if i did not say anything. I thought that someone else should have already called the fire department. I then thought that i should be lower to the ground. I remembered that fires generate a lot of smoke. The living room where the others were by the door should have been filled with smoke, but it did not seem as dangerous near the fire as i had thought. There was something oddly safe about being close to the inferno. I moved to the north now, carrying the bacon in my hand. I crossed the driveway of my grandmother’s house, just outside of the garage door. To the south, i could see a red fire truck pulling into the driveway of the house. I knew that the fire was on the northwestern corner of the house, however, so the firemen would have to round the house to get to it. I quickly moved to the east of the garage, heading north, into the back yard. I did not want the firemen to see that i had taken the bacon with me during the fire. I rounded the northern side of the garage and headed west, aware that one of the fire trucks was following me. A fireman was guiding the truck over the grass of the back yard just behind me. The truck had to round the garage to get the truck close enough to the back of the house. I crossed the back yard to the avenue on the west. I then started walking up the block to the south. I ate the last of the bacon, and then started walking back across the lawn toward my grandmother’s house.
There was something about a foreign country that interested me. I could not tell were i was, but the buildings to the east seemed to be British. I was heading to another country, but something seemed confusing. I was not where i thought i was. I looked to the east to see down the long aisles of the airplane. I was flying out of this place, but something seemed desperate about the travel. I was in the back of the airplane, but i felt that i should not have been here. I thought that i should be sitting in someplace better. I realized that this was an international flight, so the airplane should have been a large airplane. There were two aisles near me, with three seats in the center and one on either side of the aisles. This was the tail of the plane. I had come here late enough that i was in the back of the plane. A female steward waited on us as i looked up at the white ceiling. Something seemed out of place about this, but i was glad that i was on the plane. I then though that i was right in the center of the tail, with the top fin over my head and the tail wings to either side. The rounded back of the plane was just a few meters behind me. This place seemed to be primitive, but i thought that i would at least be safe in a plane crash. The tail is usually left in one piece when a large plane crashes.
12006 August 29
I drove the car back down the road to the east. I had just left $A42. We had a conversation where i told him that i was leaving. I was now driving past his house and i could see him inside the large picture window on the western side of the house. His house sat on the corner of a road. The road that i was driving on headed toward his house, to the east, but then curved to the south of the house and headed southeast. There was a smaller road heading off to the east from the main road just before curve, running to the north of the house. I watched $A42 watch me with surprise as i drove by car past the window. I said that i had to get to some place, which is why i had left him before. I thought that he must have been wondering why i was passing by when i said that i was going to leave. I thought that i would just drive past him, but, as i watched him watch me, i decided that i should say something. I turned into the window and walked into the living room, explaining that i was on my way out when he saw me. He had simply made it home before me. He still seemed surprised to seem me as he walked to the south, leaving the house. I moved around the room for a moment and then noticed that i was to the south of the house, standing in a gravel parking lot. My car was to the south of me. I tried to remember something about this situation. There was something out of place here, and i wanted to figure out what it was.