11999 September 01
I walked down the hall behind $A14. He had some papers in his hand that i had been working on. I wanted to know something from him, but he seemed to be directing his attention elsewhere. I looked around the cluttered hall. The walls were a medium grey and there were many large objects against them. I then realized that i was in the lab. There were lab tables in the center of the room which seemed cluttered with boxes and equipment. I left $A14 and walked into the room. I thought that i would have some work to do, but wondered where everything in the room had gone. I walked to the northeast side of the room where my computer had been. I noticed that it was no longer there. I thought that $A14 would be angry that someone had removed my computer from the table in the center of the room. There was other lab equipment on the table instead. I walked into a small section of the room which had a wall to the south. There was a window on the east wall and there seemed to be an inner room to the south, along the east wall. The walls of the room were dull black. I noticed that my computer was sitting against the wall to the south of me, behind a sink. It was blue and white plastic and had water splattered on it. I thought that $A14 would be mad that someone had moved the computer and then had gotten it all wet. I wondered whether it would work. I looked over the two small speakers that went with the computer and then noticed the monitor on the counter to the left. All were wet.
I walked down the narrow corridor between the cubicles in the office. I seemed to be at $P7. I stopped at one of the desks on the south side of the corridor. There was a woman sitting at the desk. $A62 then walked past me. He was with a family of four. There was a young man with them whom i thought might be a new student to the school. I felt interested in him and watched him as he walked past. They stopped to talk to the woman at the desk on the north side of the corridor. The desk was facing the corridor. I then noticed that something had fallen from the desk. There were several pieces of paper on the floor of the corridor. I walked out to help pick them up. I felt out of place as i gathered the paper. I knew that i was simply trying to impress someone. I then decided that i was simply picking up the paper so that i would be part of the group. The mother and father of the family talked with the woman as $A62 stood next to them. The young man was in the corridor near me. I felt as though i wanted to relate to him.
11999 September 02
I ran around the small enclosed area with the rest of the runners. We were in a race. I did not think that i would do that well, as i had not been running regularly. A man who was standing at one of the turns in the course then waved his hand at me. He told me that i had gone around the center of the road enough times. I thought that the indoor loop must be finished. I thought that i had not been counting how many times i had run around. The young man handed me a white card with the number “119” printed on it. It was the number of laps i had done. I wondered whether it was correct or whether he had assumed that i was one of the better runners. I took the card and started away from the loop. There was another loop in the other side of the building. I saw the small set of stairs which led up through the area which seemed like a library. There was a man standing between the two sets of stairs. I ran up the set on the left and back down the set on the right. It seemed to be a very short loop. I wondered why there were not more runners on the loop. I thought that maybe there were several such loops to keep the runners from crowding each other. I ran down the set of wooden stairs and turned to the right to start up the first set again. The man who was standing in the center of the stairs cheered me on. He was encouraging me to charge up the stairs. I made it half way up the stairs when i started to feel fatigued. I tried to catch my balance before continuing. I rounded the corner at the top and headed down the second set of stairs. I thought that i would not listen to the man and simply pace myself on the stairs. I did not want to get worn out. I again had trouble as i started up the set of stairs. I wondered how many laps i should do. It then seemed as though i should do twenty. I remembered the card with the “19” printed on it.
I was riding my bicycle with the older man along the road. We were following the road along the edge of a large field. The field was to our right, to the north of us as we traveled west. The field was covered with fresh green grass and had trees lining the edges. There was a thin row of trees on either side of the dirt road. The road curved to the north and rounded the end of the field. It then stopped at a guard rail as it started to head east again. The woods surrounded us and seemed to be turning to fall colours. There was a path of rough gravel that led from the road, on the other side of the guard rail. It seemed like a drainage ditch. I them remembered that i had followed that trail the last time that i had rounded the field. I had told the man that we could ride our bicycles around the edge of the field. I told him that there used to be a path that we could have ridden on which led along the north side of the field. I then pointed to the large wooden house to the north of the gravel strip. It was a modern house, with vertical wooden boards that were lightly stained. I told the man that it was a new house and that it was now blocking the trail. I did not know how old the house was. I then noticed that the area behind the house was open. We looked at the large hole in the land, which sloped in at all sides. It was shaped like a quarter of a circle and had the rough grey gravel slope running down the two ends of the curved side. It seemed to be about ten metres in radius. I could not see the bottom of the depression from where we stood. I thought that it might be some kind of drainage ditch. It seemed very new. Then we noticed the cows that were grazing in the ditch. All at once, one of the cows, which was mostly white with brown spots, started galloping towards us. The rest of the cows started to follow. The man became nervous and thought that we might get run over. As he backed up, i told him that they would not be able to get to us because of the fence. I could see the small thin wire which ran across the edge of the field in front of us. The white and black cow then ran past us. I was suddenly aware that we were standing in the middle of their field. I was worried that the cows would escape. I turned around. I was standing in the front hall of the house. I thought that we should close the front door so that the rest of the cows did not get out. I then wondered whether we really should be in the house. We did not know who the people were. I was aware that $K1 and $K9 were in the house. They were in the large center room. It seemed that they were gathered for some event. I did not want to disturb them, so i walked out the front door of the house. I thought that i should go after the cows that had escaped from the house. I walked to the south, down the long gravel driveway of the house. The driveway sloped downhill, traveling along the east side of a field of tall grass. The driveway had a slight curve in it as it traveled to the bottom of the hill. There was a line of trees and a stone wall to the east of the drive. They seemed to separate the main yard of the house from another field. The driveway met the stone wall at the bottom of the hill, where the wall turned to the west and continued across the bottom of the yard. There was a metal gate in the stone wall where the driveway passed through. As i walked, i noticed that the house stretched to the west of me. Just before i came to the gate at the bottom of the hill, i heard someone running up from behind me. I turned to see $K1 running toward me. She seemed panicked. Her face was covered with worry. There was something wrong. She ran past me and down the driveway. Once she was past the gate, she turned to the left and ran into the large field of short grass where the cows had been. There was a large wooden barn in the field. I wondered whether there was something wrong with her children. I looked over the large barn in the field. It was slightly down hill from the gravel driveway. There was a forest on the opposite side of the field which seemed filled with bright green leaves. I walked down the curve of the hill toward the large brown barn. The barn seemed unpainted and worn by weather. Parts of the north side of the barn were missing, exposing the interior beams of the structure. I then noticed that there was a pond on the other side of the barn. It stretched behind the barn and out past the barn to the north. I felt that there was something wrong with the water. I thought that someone was in danger. I remembered that this had happened before, but i did not remember how things had happened. I walked through the wooden beams of the barn to the edge of the water. I could see the back side of the barn on the other side of the small pond. The water was deep and looked very clear. It divided the barn into two pieces. The eastern wall of the barn stood by itself, along the eastern edge of the pond. Part of a second floor hung out over the water slightly. I remembered being in the barn long ago. This pace seemed familiar. It almost seemed as though the water was running through the center of the barn. I then spotted $K1 in the water. She was swimming from the south shore of the pond. She swam across the eastern wall of the barn. I then realized that someone had fallen into the water. She was worried about them and was going in to rescue them. I remembered that there was a room under the water. I remembered that i used to go there with my friends a long time ago. It was a place that children used to hang out, but it was hard to get to. I then realized that $K2 had fallen into the water. That was why $K1 was swimming in the pond. I knew that he was okay now, but she was worried about him when he fell in. He seemed very young. I thought that he was too young to be swimming to the room by himself. I turned to the north and started to walked back through the wooden structure as i watched the pond. I seemed to be in the old farm house now. It was rundown and had holes in the outside wall where i could see through the cross slats of the plaster walls. I was in a room on the second floor of the house. It was empty, and had a bare wood floor which was unpolished and worn. The walls were covered with a dingy wall paper that was white with green flower patterns. I stopped at the north end of the narrow room and turned around to head back. The eastern wall of the room was very low, and the roof sloped into it. The wall covering seemed to be tin, and was corroding in various places. I thought that this was a very nice old house. I had almost purchased it a while ago. I thought that it would have needed a lot of work. I knew i could not afford to make all of the repairs necessary, but it would have made a nice house. I then noticed that some of the walls in the middle of the floor were covered with blue cloth rather than wall boards. I thought that the cloth was old and decaying. It was torn in a few places. As i walked to the door on the south wall of the room, i looked through the cloth wall t the east of me. It seemed to be worn through from the other side. I tried to remember this place from the last time that i was here, but i could not remember what it had been like. I could not remember what i had seen before, and i was not sure whether anything had changed.
11999 September 05
I flew of the short trees near my parents’ house. It was a bright evening, and the sun seemed to be setting in the western sky. There were red scattered clouds over the sky. I flew low to the road as i headed to the east. I turned toward the neighbours’ house and started to fly over their lawn. I then turned around and headed into the field across the street. I felt as though i had to be cautious. I wondered whether anyone could see my flying. I thought that i should not let everyone know what i could do. I started to turn again had head back towards the neighbours’ house when i noticed a small toy helicopter hovering over the roof of their single-story house. I felt cautious and flew into the trees by the side of the road. I hovered off of the ground, watching the small helicopter. It was moving slowing from side to side, as though looking for something. I knew that it was scouting the area for someone who could fly. It was sent to spy. I felt uneasy about it and was afraid that someone would find out what i could do. The helicopter seemed to be looking to the north, away from me. It had not yet seen me. I looked down to the small skateboard on which i was standing. It was hovering in the air under me. I wondered whether i should try to sneak up to the toy helicopter and disable it. I thought that i could quickly fly to it while it was looking away and break it. I could not have anyone knowing that i could fly. I did not trust the people who were controlling the small craft. I started to shift in the trees when the helicopter turned toward me. It spotted me and started buzzing toward me. I became frightened. I had to get away. I could not let the camera see me. I started to fly upward, hoping that the helicopter could not keep up. I then wondered whether i could fly over it and smash its blades. I let go of the board that i was pretending to stand on and flew away, trying to get out of range of the helicopter.
11999 September 07
I walked out of the auditorium of the school. There was a teacher near me with whom i had been talking. I had to get to class. I then wondered to where i was headed. I walked through the halls of the school. I knew that i had been on one of the lower floors of the school but remembered that i had also walked every floor from the top. The top floor reminded me of a colour which was dusky blue. It seemed as though i were in high school again. I felt out of place here. I started to feel worried that i did not know where i was. I had to get to history class, but i could not remember where the history department was in the school. I seemed to be in the elementary wing, and i thought that history might be on one of the upper floors. I walked through the open area on the edge of the hall which was one of the quadrangles. There seemed to be stores all around. I knew that this was all part of the renovation. All of the classrooms were new. I looked at the map on the wall. It showed the new areas of the school. The new buildings of the campus were on the outside of two quads. The one on the top represented the upper floor of the school. It was mostly green and had modern brown buildings around it. The lower quad was much larger and was white in the center. It had a brown building on the top side of it. There was a white area on the top right which depicted a class room. It seemed to be labeled with “PSYCHOLOGY”. I wondered where the history department was. The quad was not entirely rectangular. The bottom edge was higher on the right than on the left. I thought that it all looked so new. I thought that the new quad must be dorms for the students. I then remembered that the dorms were on the outside of the campus in the four tall white towers. I looked to the right of the quadrangles and noticed that the dorms were missing. I then realized that the entire area around the college was rolling green hills. The artist must have rendered it that way to make it look attractive to the viewers. I knew that the area around the campus was city. I thought that they should have edited an aerial map of the place. I then realized that i still had to get to my class. I walked away from the wall and wondered what i would tell $A40. I still did not know where by back pack had gone. I wondered whether it should be a red book bag. If i could not find it in the hall then someone must have stolen it. That would make an more realistic argument. I walked into the small booth I knew that i did not have the stuff for my studies, but i had to get to class. I thought that the bell must have rung already. I walked down the modern hall and into the glass booth which was the elevator. The elevator was a small tan plastic unit in the center of the room. The platform around it was only a metre wide and slightly shorter than a metre deep. It had a tall back which seemed to have a red angular design on it. I stepped onto the platform and tried to get the elevator to go to the second floor. It rose up, but did not stop at the second floor. I started to feel off balance because the room was wider than the platform. I was worried that i might fall off. I then wondered how high the elevator would go. I looked up and could see the ceiling approaching. I noticed that there was a niche in the ceiling for the top of the elevator to go. I would not get caught between the ceiling and the elevator. I held onto the top side of the back of the elevator as it approached the ceiling and stopped just short of the angled niche. I looked down to see the red buttons below me on the tan plastic back of the elevator. I pressed the second button again to get the elevator to go to the second floor. The elevator descended, but went all the way to the bottom. I was frustrated. There was an older woman who was sitting just to the north of the square glass elevator booth. She was heavy and was wearing a dark blue dress and black button-up sweater. She seemed to be a librarian. I thought that she was getting suspicious of me. The elevator reached the floor and i felt a little unbalanced. I pressed the button to go up again, this time thinking that i had to shut off the elevator once it reached the second floor and manually open the door. I flipped the switch on the top of the elevator and stopped it at the second floor. I looked around and saw that i was above the floor of the library. I then realized that the library took up two floors of the building, so i could not get off on the second floor. I walked out of the elevator booth and into the library. I wondered where i was going to find my things. I had to get some books on something for the paper that was due, but i could not remember where to go. I wandered through the library. I knew that i had my papers before. I headed towards the north end of the room. The ceiling seemed lower on this side of the library, and it seemed that i was now on the second floor. There was a table in the back room of the library. A woman was sitting at it and there was a man standing near it. I walked past them and looked at the line of books on the east wall. The books all seemed to be about scary stories. I wondered whether i could use any of them for my studies. I looked through them and thought that they had information on spiders. I had done the report before, but i could not find my stuff. I had to get the books together again. I spoke to the man and woman about the books on spiders. As i paged through the book i lay down on the large bed. I seemed to be in the bedroom on the upper floor of the building. I did not feel like doing the work any more. It seemed as though i were sick. My mother told be to lay in the bed. She then said that i should use the bed on the lower level. It seemed hot in the room. I then noticed that there were no walls on the room. The ceiling was wood and hung out over the edges of the room. There was a forest all around, and the day seemed rainy and grey. I walked down to the lower level of the building where the other bed was. I then realized that i was in the fraternity house. One of the brothers was near me. He was heading back to his room. He walked into the same room as me. I then realized that i had been staying in his room. He paused at the entrance to the room as i walked to the west into the room. The room had steps heading down from the door. The room seemed cluttered with things. I noticed that there were several magazine clippings on the floor. I realized that some of them were of wrestling pictures. I thought that they were interesting and wondered whether the brother collected wrestling pictures as well. I then felt as thought i were intruding into his room. I pointed to the large white bed in the southwest corner of the room and asked whether it was his. He said no. I knew that it was his roommates. I told him that i had been using it because it was warmer on the lower floors of the building and that i had been sick. I then bent over to help the man clean up the things from the floor. I noticed a colour picture of a man from a weight-lifting advertisement. It was selling supplements. It seemed to have been torn from a magazine. The left edge of the page was torn in an arch, which matched the edge of the advertisement. I wondered whether the man in the room wrestled.
11999 September 10
I walked into the large room of the house. It was still early in the morning. $F4 was still asleep on the large bed that was against the north wall. I did not want to disturb him, so i walked slowly and quietly through the room. A man then entered the room. He was rather short but had wide shoulders. He seemed very stocky. He was wearing a light blue pull-over shirt and i thought that he was rather attractive. The man walked over to the couch which was along the north wall of the room and started talking to $F4. I felt strange. This situation did not feel right, and i was uncomfortable near the man. I felt as though i should confront him. I decided that i should collect my things. I had to get ready. I walked to the south, into the other room of the house. I remembered that i was getting married. I felt uncomfortable. Something was not right here. I wondered why i would be getting married now. It seemed that i did not even know the woman. In felt like i was rushing into the decision, and i thought that it was a mistake. I walked along the sidewalk to the street corner. People started to come into the large room where i was. I stood at the corner of the building, which seemed to be in an indoor patio. I turned and followed my mother up the white staircase. This did not seem right. I wondered why i was getting married. I knew that i did not want to. There was a small room at the top of the stairs. I walked to the west, through the room. I had to duck as i walked because the ceiling was very low. I thought that the bride should be in here somewhere. The walls of the room were white and covered with flowers and green decorations. I thought that i should not see the bride before the wedding because it was tradition. It seemed silly to me. My mother spoke to me about the wedding, but i did not want to listen to what she was saying. I was not interested in getting married. I told my mother to close her eyes so that she did not see the bride. I looked down at my chest after turning from my mother. I was wearing a tuxedo. I walked out of the room where the women were and into the next room, where several young boys were. They were waiting for me. I thought that they would be my attendants. I thought that i had to get something. I then noticed that the young boys were waiting in line for the bathroom. I felt uncomfortable here, so i turned and started to walk up the stairs and out of the room.
11999 September 12
I was sitting on the top of the rocky cliff which overlooked the steep mountain side. There was a highway below us that ran along the edge of the mountain. I was with $A230. I said something to him and he replied. He started talking as we watching the cars. I pointed out something below, but i was not quite sure what it was.
I looked out over the field that was in front of me. It was as if i were watching it on a television. There were other people with me in the small room. I was then aware that some of the people in the field were after us. They were the bad guys. They wanted to get what we had. The view started to top as we rose from the ground. We were in the gondola of a small blimp. The blimp lifted from the ground and started to float away. We had to escape from the bad guys. I tried to act as though i did not know that the bad guys were after me. I thought that i could continue to control the blimp and pretend i did not see them. They would not fire at us if they did not know that i was intentionally trying to escape. The blimp then started to wobble. It was unstable in the air. Something was wring. I looked at the branches of the large deciduous tree which stood in the center of the field. The leaves of the tree were turning orange as we passed close to the tree. I could not control the blimp like i thought we could. We had to get off of the ground. Then i thought that we could make it seem that the blimp was out of control. The bad guys would not be mad at us if they thought that we could not control the blimp. I watched the square view window as the ground started to rotate around us. The blimp was rolling over in the air. The horizon spun in my view. I started to feel motion sick as the blimp spun. I then pretended to fall backwards. I had to make it seem that the blimp was totally out of control. This was all part of a play that we were performing. We were on stage and the view screen was part of the stage setting. We fell to the ground to show that we were losing control of the blimp.
11999 September 13
I was in the bedroom of the house. The walled were greenish blue and seemed old and dingy. I was bothered by something and walked out of the small room. There was a corridor running to the west outside of the room. I faced the door to the room as i stood in the hall. The door was on the eastern end of the south wall of the corridor. There was something annoying me, and i felt agitated. I remembered that i had been swatting flies that came near me when i was in the bedroom. I felt hostile towards them as i remembered killing each of them. I thought that i was trying to get rid of them. I then realized that there were wasps starting to swarm around me. I ran down the hall and into the room to the north. I was panicked and swatted at the bugs. I did not want them to sting me. I then realized that the insects were angry at me for killing their relatives. They had an intelligence. I thought that this would make an interesting science-fiction story and thought that i should write it down. I thought about the insects being in control of the house. I then realized that this story had already been written and that i was part of it. I was disappointed that someone had written it already. I started to feel safe again as i walked around the front of the house. There were other people with me. There seemed to be a large oval cinder track in the center of the front lawn of the house. There seemed to be a long procession following us. I walked with the other person. I felt somewhat happy to be here, but i kept thinking about the insects. I started to think that they were not really in control of the old house.
11999 September 14
I walked out of the office building and across the cement courtyard. I seemed to be in the middle of the city. I had just done something that seemed wrong, and i did not want to be caught. I was heading to my office in the tall glass-covered office building, but there was someone following me. He was someone whom i knew, and i thought that he had been sent after me to find out where i was headed. I thought that i could not let him find my office or he would know what i had done. As i walked through the crowd of the main lobby of the building, i kept looking behind me. The two men tried to act casually as they walked through the crown. I started across the lobby, but changed direction and headed towards the green display case on the right side of the floor. I hoped that the two men would be forced to walk past me. They slowed down and did not walk by. I started across the lobby again, towards the opening in the back wall where several people in business dress were standing, but again changed direction and headed towards a magazine rack, as though i were reading the covers. Again, the men did not walk past me. I knew that i could not lead them to my office. I decided to get into the elevator and try to loose them. I walked into the elevator and pressed the button for the second floor. I knew that i worked on a higher floor, but i did not want $A33 to know where the office was. He was the taller man that was following me. He was wearing a blue shirt which had light coloured patterns on it. I walked out of the elevator to the south and came into a corridor. The corridor opened into a lobby to the east. I noticed $A35 leaning against the south wall of the lobby. He was talking to someone. I walked over to him and said hello. I watched the elevator to make sure that no one had followed me, but $A33 stepped out in a few minutes. I tried to converse with $A35, hoping that $A33 would pass by. I knew that $A33 could not simply stop or he would have to make it look as though he were following me. I spoke to $A35 about the marriage. He mentioned that he would be going on a trip. He seemed to be playing with a young girl as he spoke.
11999 September 15
I was in the dining room of my parents’ house. My mother had just left the house. It seemed early in the morning and there was only partial light from outside coming through the windows. As i started toward the kitchen, i heard someone coming into the driveway. I did not want to see anyone and thought that i should hide. I then noticed that the back door of the house was open. Only the white screen door was closed. I walked towards the west, trying to get out of view of the back door by leaning against the north wall of the dining room. I did not want the person to come in. I paced in the doorway to the kitchen when i realized that the person had walked into the back room of the house. I could hear the person walking across the room and towards the dining room. I thought that i should be aggressive. I walked to the kitchen door and stood up tall. I thought that i would walk in front of the person as they rounded the china cabinet which was between the kitchen door and back-room door of the dining room. I then noticed the short woman in the white shirt as she walked in front of the china cabinet. I stepped in front of her and asked her what she wanted. She continued past me, saying that she had come to give my mother some material. She said that it was registration papers for the muscle content that my mother was entering. I thought about my mother weight training and was surprised. I did not think that my mother would actually have done it. The woman walked around the small round table near the southeast corner of the kitchen, pulling the green papers out of a manila envelope. She mentioned that $A5 would be training my mother. I thought of my mother going to a local weight room. The idea seemed strange.
11999 September 19
I was standing with the group of people in the small field behind some houses. The grass in the field was bright green and trimmed. There was something wrong. I imagined that a field had enveloped us and blocked movement. I then remembered that the spherical field had surrounded the entire planet. It was blocking transmissions from the planet. I knew that there was a small round hole in the black orb. I seemed like a cylindrical shaft in the sphere which surrounded the planet. The light from the sun streamed into the opening of the sphere and illuminated part of the planet. The rest was mostly dark. I through that the light should be enough to see by, but that it would not be enough for the life on the planet to exist. I spoke to the young man, who was in the center of the group. He had something to do with the phenomenon. I asked him to release the planet and told him that it would not survive. I then remembered that i knew something of the effect. I felt as though i were smarted than the others who were with us because i could understand what was happening. I told the boy about the darkness and pleaded with him to release the sphere. I told him that the plants on Earth would not survive the dim light. They needed more light to survive. The young man spoke to me. He thought that i understood completely what was happening. I knew that i did not, and felt as though i should not let him think that i did. I continued talking to him, however. He seemed fascinated in me. He was then a female. She had long red hair and seemed a little over-weight. She seemed like $A191. I talked to her and felt as though i were having an interesting conversation. We were standing in the small room on the first floor of the house. It seemed dark outside as i packed my things. I had to leave. I spoke to $A191 as i collected some of my papers from the center of the floor. $F14 seemed to be there. I knew that she was upset with me. I wondered whether she was jealous of $A191. I felt as though i should not pay any attention to her. I knew that if i said anything to her she would just get more upset. I headed out the front door of the house and across the street of the suburban area. The trees which lined the street were full of leaves and it was night. The street lights shown down on the street through the leaves. I opened the driver’s door of my car, which was across the street from the house. I felt bad about leaving $F14, but there seemed to be nothing else that i could do. I had to go.
I walked across the dark parking lot, away from the other people. $A258 was with me as we headed towards the car. I had to get back to someplace. I spoke to $A258 as we walked. There seemed to be a third person with us for a moment, but then he was gone. I sat down in the driver’s seat of the car. It seemed as though we were out in a field sitting in chairs. I looked up at the dark sky and felt sleepy. I wanted to talk to $A258 but felt strange. He sat down in the passenger’s seat. I felt like being close to him, but did not want to approach him. I thought that he might actually approach me. He seemed as though he wanted to be comforted, but i did not take any action. I was afraid that he would be uncomfortable. I hoped that he would not be upset, though. Then there seemed to be something which interrupted us.
11999 September 20
I was standing on the driver’s side of the long white limousine. I felt as though i did not belong here, but i wanted to stay. I thought that i could stay and no one would notice me. I seemed to be the driver of the car. The car was parked on the right side of the road, facing south. There was a row of low buildings on the right side of the street. The lawns in front of the buildings were only about five metres deep and seemed to be made of a bluish-green grass. There were no trees on the street, and the area seemed very open. It was very bright out, though the sky seemed dark. Then the woman walked out of the building toward the car. I was her chauffeur. She seemed like someone important. They were ready to leave. I then realized that i had to get something from inside the house. I felt impatient as the woman paused in front of the passenger’s door of the car. She was wearing a fancy white dress with a wide-brim white hat. There seemed to be a white ribbon holding the hat onto her head. She was Hillary Clinton, and i knew that it was important for me to drive them around. She was waiting for the others to come out of the building. I told her that i had to get something from the house and that i would be right back. I stood by the side of the white car, watching myself run around the front of the car and into one of the doors of the building. My vision did not change as i ran down the hall of the building. I had entered the building through a door which was farther to the south than the door out of which Hillary Clinton had come. Hillary started back for the door, trying to get the others to hurry out. I wondered when i would get back to the car. I was nervous about making a good impression for such important customers. I kept staring down the side of the car, thinking about how i was running through the building to get something. A few men in business coats came out of the door of the building and started towards the car. Hillary walked in front of them. I hoped that i would get back soon. I could then hear the sound of foot steps running down the stone halls of the building. I was coming from one of the entrances of the building to the north of the car, behind where i was standing to view the car. I then started moving down the side of the car. I had to get something from in the building. I walked in front of the car and across the dark room. There was someone sleeping on the bed to my right as i headed to the west across the room. I was gathering things in the room. Then the others started to collect in the room. It seemed that we were getting ready to do something. I joked with one of the other people with me as i picked up some things. I then walked to the east, towards the edge of the roof. The others were joking below. I looked over the edge at them. They were gathered on the ground below, laying down as though they had fallen from the roof. There were a few small trees planted in the cement pavement where the people were laying. The ground seemed to have some cement planters near the trees. I joked with $F27, who was standing to my right. I was going to take a picture of the people on the ground. It seemed as thought they were brothers in the fraternity. The picture was going to be a joke. I then noticed that $F27 was standing on the ground with the others. He was wearing a faded tie-dyed shirt and old denims which had been cut off at the knees. White strings were hanging from the edges of the faded blue denims. He smiles as he looked up at me. I then realized that $F27 had just walked down from the roof to join the rest of the crowd. He was on the left side of the group as i watched them. I thought that the one on the right side was the substitute. I wondered what to do with the copy now that the real $F27 had shown up. I spoke to the person who was standing to the right of my on the roof as i waited for the others to organize themselves on the ground. I then noticed someone in mid air below us. He was wearing a dull yellow jump suit and had his arms and legs spread out horizontally as he fell. I wondered where he had come from. He hit the hard cement ground. I thought that it would have made a heavy noise that the people on the ground would have heard, even though they were all acting dead. I then realized that the man who fell would be injured. I knew that he was $A82. The man, who was laying closest to where $A82 had hit the ground, looked around suddenly. He was dressed in black denims and a black long-sleeve shirt and had been facing to the right. He swung his head around to look at $A82. He then grabbed $A82 by the hair on the back of his head and lifted his face from the ground. I knew that the man would be able to see the blood on the cement. He was shocked, and sat up abruptly, swinging his feet to the west as he scurried away from the body. I suddenly felt distressed and thought that we had to do something to save $A82. I bolted from the edge of the roof and headed for the stairs. As i started down the first flight of the orange metal stairs, i yelled to the person on the roof to call emergency. I felt panicked as i raced down the stairs, grabbing onto the blue vertical square beam at the end of the flight of stairs. I felt as though i was going fast, but it seemed that i could go faster. I Kept running down the smooth metal stairs. The stairs seemed new and clean. I thought that i might be on the outside of a hotel. I passed a family as i descended. They were standing on one of the landings, leaning on the blue metal hand rail, looking over the edge and down the stairs. The man seemed to be around fifty and was wearing a light white shirt. His hair was balding on top, and he seemed overweight. The mother was shorter, and stood to his left. Their daughter had long black hair and stood between the mother and father. I wondered what they would think of my hurry as i passed them. I came into the lobby of the hotel and ran to the east, heading for the main doors. There was a table on the left side of the lobby as i raced through, which seemed to have something on it for display. There were two people behind it. The taller one, who seemed to be wearing a white chef’s suit, was carrying something in a metal box. He leaned backwards, letting out a short yelp as he ducked out of my way. I flew over the table, which was covered with a red tablecloth. I hurried towards the front door of the hotel The main door was orange, and had a silver bar across the top of it. I lifted my right foot up as i flew towards the door, thinking that i could kick it open and hurry out.
11999 September 21
I followed the other person across the small outdoor area. $Z ran across the yard in front of me, past the pack of wild animals. I stopped and looked at the dark wolves. They were wild, and i was afraid that they might attack. I knew that i could not run or they would chase me. I had to make a stand so that they would back off. $Z stood in the middle of the wolves. She seemed worried about me and frightened that i would not make it past them. One of the wolves snarled at me and started to approach. I yelled at it and acted aggressive. I thought that it would back off. I wondered whether i could really scare off the wolves. I held up my left hand, ready to strike with the orange object which i held in it. The object seemed short and decorated with fancy ridges. The wolf started to come closer. I stamped my right foot on the ground, pretending to charge at it. I then did not think that i could prevent it from attacking me.
I followed the others from the center of the city. We were in a group, heading down the street, to the north. I paused for a moment to look at something. I seemed to be confused and not sure where i was. I did not want the others to get too far ahead of me, though. I felt as though i were not really part of the group, but just following along. They were all people that i knew. I was carrying a bag over my right shoulder as i turned around to look at the area. I seemed to be on a small patch of grass which rounded the top of a hill in the old city. The sky was bright with a few scattered clouds. The grassy lawn stretched between two old brick buildings to the east of me. There was a clothes line stretched between the buildings. It hung over a white picket fence. This place seemed like part of an old neighbourhood. Several sheets were waving from the line in the gentle breeze. I then realized that the woman who was hanging the clothes was $A19. I did not want to get left behind by the other people, but i thought that i had to say hello to $A19. I walked over to her and said hello. She smiled as she saw me. I felt glad to see her. She was dressed as though she were from the early part of the nineteen hundreds. I felt as though i could not talk to her for too long. I had to catch up with the others. I said goodbye to her and hurried to the west, across the front of the brick building. I turned to the north at the corner of the building and walked to the back of the dark bar. The walls of the room seemed to be made of unfinished wood. I looked around for the others, but they were no longer in the bar. I wondered where they had gone. I knew that they were headed for this place. I felt upset that i had missed them, and i wondered where they had gone. The others in the bar looked at me as i stood at the front of the room. I felt uncomfortable here. I turned around and walked out of the building. I looked around, but did not know where to go. I wondered whether i would be able to find the others. The wind started to blow from the west. It seemed very strong. I wondered whether there was a storm coming. I turned around to face the north. I was standing in front of the long one-story building that was the airport. I had come from here with the others. There was a section of paved ground in front of the grey metal building. I looked up at the sky to see the dark grey clouds blowing over. The wind seemed very strong, and i was worried that the storm would be very bad. I then noticed the thin funnel cloud hovering over the airport. It was light grey and curved to the east before it touched the ground. It was spinning, but did not seem to be moving. I started to think that it was not really a tornado. It did not seem right. There was something strange about the cloud, but i could not figure out what it was. I asked my father what it was. He was standing to the east of me. He said that it was smoke from the used fuel. I then realized that there was a jet on the runway behind the building. It was emitting a tall plume of smoke. It was burning extra fuel. I thought that something must have gone wrong in the airport and they had to get rid of the extra fuel before it became dangerous. I thought that the fuel might be dangerous to breath. I then noticed that there was a fine dust on my black leather jacket. I thought that it might be dangerous to breath the fine dust. I quickly walked into the airport. I remembered that i had been here before. I walked to the west, through the main lobby of the airport. This place seemed well kept up and was nicely decorated. It seemed to be part of an old victorian hotel. I then noticed the two doors on the west end of the lobby. They closed off the library cafe which was in the west wing of the airport. I had been in the dining room for breakfast. I wondered whether the others would be there. I looked through one of the round windows in the old-fashioned wooden doors of the dining room. The room was very fancy. There were thick romanesque columns throughout the room. They were tan, and had gilded flourished along the top. The round tables of the room were covered with thick green table cloths. A waiter in a tuxedo was moving from table to table on the southwest side of the room. He seemed to be setting the tables for lunch. There was a rounded wall which blocked the northwest corner of the room, making the dining area L-shaped. The ceilings of the room were very tall. I walked into the room and headed to the north, where there were a few red leather chairs along the north wall. The wall itself was covered with bookshelves. There were many old volumes on the shelves. The place looked very formal. I felt out of place here, even though i had eaten breakfast here earlier. I remembered eating in one of the leather chairs. I had eggs served on a silver tray. I noticed that there was still a large glass pot of coffee on a brass tray below the top shelves of books. There was a shelf which extended from the main wall of books. It was about waist level. There seemed to be cabinets under it. I felt uncomfortable here. I remembered that i had been here only because of the others. I wanted something, but i was not sure what.
11999 September 22
I was walking quickly down the street. It seemed as though i had just come from an event where there were many people. I felt very happy. I was wearing a long black trench coat, which seemed to be cut in a duster style. I thought that the coat looked interesting as i walked. I was on the right side of the street, walking along the sidewalk. There was a large brick building to my right, which bordered the sidewalk. The street seemed very narrow. I kept thinking about how the jacket swung as i moved. I thought that it looked like something out of the movies. I then looked behind me and noticed a large man in a dark jacket. He was walking in the same direction as i was. I wondered whether he was following me. I ignored him for the moment and hurried down the street. It seemed like a bright day, with scattered clouds. I smiled as i played with the edges of my jacket. I then looked behind me again and saw that the large man was closer to me. I thought that he might be dangerous and thought that i should hurry away. I wondered whether he would attack me if i acted as though i were not afraid. I then thought that the coat i was wearing might make me look like someone who knew how to fight. I wondered whether i could still fly in the jacket. I skipped as i moved along the side walk. I was coming to an intersection. I thought that i should turn the corner to the left. there was a large cement parking garage on the left side of the street. I realized that i was in a vacant part of town. I realized that i had left all of the people behind at the event. I thought that i should try to lose the man. I rounded the corner to the left, thinking that i could run as soon as i was around the corner, once i was out of his sight. I thought that this all seemed strange. I was in the back of the van. I looked up at the others in the van. we had just come from the bad side of town. I knew that the four men in the van with me were vigilantes and had just come from some mission. They were cheerful, and i felt close to them, even though i had just met them. I remembered this scene from before. The man with the blonde hair stepped into the back of the van as i lay on the floor in front of the back seat. He was wearing shorts, and i thought that he had very nice legs. He crouched near me as he spoke to the two men on the seat behind me. I was happy to have joined their group. I remembered that the man had knelt on my chest before as he tried to climb over me in the small space of the van. I felt challenged by him and felt that i should challenge him. I remembered that i had done so before and thought that i had felt good about it. The man then passed me. This scene was not happening as it had happened before. I was disappointed, but still happy to be a part of the group. The man spoke to me, welcoming me. I sat up as he introduced me to the others. He said that he was called “Chad”. I knew that it was just a code name for him. He had a very attractive face and i thought that the name “Chad” might have been given to him because he seemed like a upper-middle-class preppie. The young man with the short black hair then walked to my left, hunched over as he moved to the seat behind me. Chad introduced him as “Shit”. Shit had a small face with wide teeth. He seemed cute, and had red freckles on his cheeks. He was wearing dark clothing. I spoke to them as we moved, asking them about their group. I then noticed the small wooden shack on the edge of the road in front of us. The van had come to the end of the road and was about to turn right onto the other road. The shack was across the intersection from us and was very wide. It seemed to be a small shop or outdoor restaurant. I then noticed the brown sign on the front of it. Chad was talking to me. I looked at him and said “Forget Passover, celebrate ’Rosh ha Shanna’.” I then said “That is what that sign said, isn’t it?” I looked back at the sign on the front of the small jewish deli. It had fancy white letters which reflected the shapes of hebrew letters. The van drove on.
11999 September 28
The bus drove up the side of the hill and into the forest. We were on a field trip. I walked up the remainder of the road with the rest of the students. It seemed like a sunny day, and the trees were thick with leaves. We hiked across the small gravel parking lot and into the woods on the other side. We then came back down from the woods over the steep rock surface. I knew that there was some significance to the hike. $A101 was leading the hike. I stopped in the gravel parking lot and turned around to face the rock. It seemed that we had finished the hike quickly, though i knew that we had hiked around the border of a state. I then looked at the shape of the rock in the woods and thought that it had the shape of Tennessee. I realized that it could have been a state after all. I thought that it must have been one of the smallest states. There seemed to be a great deal of significance in the concept, though. $A101 stood in front of us as we looked back to the north, towards the rock. He smiled as he stood in front of the woods. There seemed to be a cliff to the east of us which looked out over the valley. It seemed as though we were in Pennsylvania. I felt as though this were a special place, but i did not fully understand what was being shown to us. I started walking back up the driveway to the north, towards the large rock. There was then someone in front of me. He was an older man. He was very tall with black hair and a dark jacket. I knew that he was a friend of $A101 and had come to help show us around. I felt as though he were not necessary and felt uneasy with him there. He spoke to us as we approached the parking lot. I watched $A101 as we approached. He simple stood in place, wearing blue jeans and a white button-down shirt. He kept smiling as he watched us. I thought that the tall man should have realized that $A101 was in the parking lot in front of us, but he seemed to be asking us where $A101 was. I knew that he was some kind of guide to this area. Then he finally turned around. $A101 called to him and they spoke for a moment. I started to look around. The area seemed very scenic. I noticed that there was a valley off to the east which had houses in it. I then thought that this place seemed familiar. I moved down the road, looking at the view as we passed through the rural setting. I seemed to be in the car with my parents. I remembered this place from before, but i was not sure where it was. I told my parents that i recognized the houses as we headed north on the winding road. I then remembered that we were driving through $P89. I thought that i had been here so long ago. I noticed the large grey building on the right side of the road. It seemed like a dormitory. It seemed very plain, with few windows. The front side was rounded in places, as though it were an old castle. I thought that it did not look as attractive as the buildings at $P52, where i had gone to college. I walked down the sidewalk on the right side of the road with my parents. There was a short lawn between us and the building. I kept commenting on how plain it looked. The air in this place felt very open, though, and i felt comfortable here. I noticed that the building had a little trim around the narrow windows and doors. The trim was a pale red, as if made from granite. I told my father that the building was the colour of pencil lead. I thought that the criticism seemed harsh. We moved to the right, into the street as we walked. I felt very comfortable here. I then thought of $P52 and felt uncomfortable. I wondered whether i should have come to college in this place. There was a large building in front of us, where the street ended at an intersection. I realized that it had been so long since i had been here. I thought that it must have been when i was still in high school, looking for colleges. I felt sad and unsure. I thought about $P52 and felt that i should never have gone there. I then remembered that i had met all of my friends there, and did not want to give them up. I felt, however, as though it would have been better if i had gone to college at $P90. We turned and walking into one of the buildings on the south side of the street. My grandfather was with us. He had come back to the school to visit with us. The front hall of the building seemed rather dark, but i was excited to be here. We walked to the north side of the hall. There was a decorative section of the wall which had ornate columns on it. It seemed to have gilded detail and red and black, ornate designs. It seemed like a shrine of a female christian saint. I then remembered that i had taken a photograph of this place the last time i had visited. It was closed now, but i remembered going in before. I told my mother that this was the woman. I was excited and said that i had pictures of this place from the last time we were here. We walked to the west and then to the south. There was a set of stairs along the south wall which ran down to the east. I remembered this place before. I then noticed the large fish tank at the top of the stairs. I had taken a picture of the large fish that were in the tank. I could not remember what the fish looked like, but it seemed that they were blue. The tank was now dark. Everything was closed for the night. We crossed the hall, passing in front of the dark figure of a student who was walking down the main hall. The student was walking from the shadows, from the west. My parents walked down the stairs. I followed. As i walked down i started moving my feet fast on the stairs. I kept an even pace and tried to hurry down the stairs without jolting on each step. There was then someone to my left who was doing the same thing. I realized that it was my grandfather. As we reached the bottom of the stairs. I suddenly wondered whether he was able to do such a thing. I remembered that he could no longer walk well. We reached the platform near the bottom of the steps and turned to the right. The stairs continued down to the west. I thought that my grandfather must be feeling better today. My mother was worried about him, though, and thought that he should not be exerting himself. He handed me something as he walked off the bottom step. I thought that my grandfather seemed happy, and was probably not as hindered as he would be if he were not so. I looked at the white plastic tags which were attached to the key ring that my grandfather had handed me. I did not know what it was. I flipped through the three tags. The top one was a photo of a college building with dark green grad and a deep blue sky. The second one was a picture of the same building with a white background. I asked my father what the large cards were for. He said that they were from the alumni association and would let my grandfather into the alumni rooms. I then wondered where i could go with the cards. I walked to the southwest corner of the room and through the large door. My parents wandered around in the hall. I thought that there could be some special ceremonial room that i would be able to enter. I then realized that i could simply open the door by thinking about it. I had some special powers in this place. I wandered through the dark area, wondering what special ceremony i was part of. I felt very powerful here. I was in a room which seemed to be a ceremonial chamber. There were others with me. I thought that it might be part of the society. I wondered what i would do if someone followed me in. I could not let them see my face. I thought that i would have to tell them to get out without turning around. I imagined a formal ceremony going on. I then turned and started out of the small room. There were stairs leading out of the room to the east. I noticed the small comic books on the right side of the stairs. I thought that they were from a video game. I looked at them, flipping them over on the ground to see what they were. They were “Archie” comics. I thought that they had come with the video game. I remembered that they were a promotional idea. I then thought that i should take them, but wondered to whom they belonged. I felt strange. I wanted to collect the books. I then wondered whether they were worth something since the Atari gaming system to which they belonged was no longer made. I looked over the things on the left side of the room and wondered whether there were and game cartridges. I thought that there might be one which could replace the broken one i had. I then remembered that it was the console which was broken on mine and not the cartridges. I felt strange and wondered why i was thinking about taking something.
11999 September 30
I picked up the head from the table in front of me. I knew that it was my head. It had been taken off of my body after i had died. I looked at it. It seemed strange to keep it around, but i thought that it was some kind of souvenir. I thought that the shape of the head was not correct, though. It seemed much too wide across the forehead. I realized that the skull was somewhat square. I rotated the head in my hands and looked it over The skin felt very soft and slightly fuzzy, as though it were made of a very soft suede. It seemed that the skin of the head had been stretched over a crude model. The shape of the head was not natural. I then ran my fingers through the thick hair over the forehead. The skin felt cold and peach-like. I wondered why anyone would want to save the skin. I then remembered that i was someone famous and that this was some symbol of me. I then noticed that the hair was very blonde. I was glad to see that it had changed back to a lighter colour in my old age. I moved my hands through the hair. It seemed that the hair was tied into small braids. I then realized that each of the braids was covered with a wrapping of light brown cloth. I thought that this must have been done to protect the hair. One of the wrappings came partly undone and i looked at the braided hair within. It was very blonde, almost white.