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12019 November 02

I stood on the eastern side of the small room, watching the others move around to the west of me. We were doing a play, and the other actors were standing near a table in the middle of the small stage to the west. The set was very dark, and the rectangular table was in the middle of the area. A small angular object was to the east of the table, blocking part of the stage from the audience. It seemed like a short wall, but it had a strange angular shape. I stood behind the object, watching the others. Two men seemed to be standing in front of the table, facing the audience to the south. One was at the western end of the table, and two men were to the north of the table, all facing south. I felt a little uneasy. I had been on stage with the others, but i had not studied the play, so i did not know my lines. I had been saying things during the play, and they seemed to be correct. This made me feel uncomfortable. I thought that i might have been getting the lines correct just out of chance. I then thought that my mind might actually know the lines, and it was only getting them correct when i got to the moment where i needed them. I was unconscious that i was actually saying the correct lines, but i happened to be doing so. I still felt uneasy. $A512 was standing just to the west of me now, near the end of the table. He turned to me and said his lines. I felt uneasy, but i replied. I wanted to tell him that i did not know what i was saying. The others seemed pleased with what i was doing, and i did not seem to be messing up the play. I stood for a moment, feeling very uncomfortable here. Something was out of place. $A512 then said something to me again. I responded quickly. The others stopped and looked at us. I was not sure what i should be doing. $A512 stared at me, and he was standing very close to me. I thought that this might have been something intimate, but i was not sure what i was supposed to do. I could not think of any lines to say. The moment went on for a few seconds. I decided that it must be a dramatic point for the audience. I thought that the man was trying to get close to me, but i was not sure what to do, so i turned to the east and left the stage. This seemed like the right thing to do. The audience did not seem to make any noise, so i thought i must have been doing what was right in the plot. I moved around off stage to the east. Others were near me. I felt insecure, and i told them that i was not sure what i was doing. One man to the west of me leaned toward me and said that i was doing a great job. I admitted that i did not know my lines and that i was just saying what came to my mind. He did not react, but he still seemed to think that i was doing a good job. Someone then mentioned the next act of the play. I thought that i was done with the play, but someone said that i would be a major part in the second act. I felt uncertain, thinking that i did not know what to do. I did not want to go back into the play, but i knew that i would have to. I hoped that i could guess at the second act, but i doubted that i could.

I walked to the east, across the northern end of the large field, which seemed like a sports field. People were playing a game to the south of me, and i had just reached the field. I felt uneasy here, not sure what i should do. Other members of $G4 were around me, and they were doing something with the sport. I felt uncomfortable. $F58 was to the southeast of me, watching the people to the south. I paced back and forth to the east. I did not feel well. $F58 then said something to be about my condition. She seemed to think that i was sick. I remembered that i had been feeling sick, but i only felt exhausted at the moment. I said something in reply to her and moved to the east. We were going do to something while the event to the south was happening. I felt as though we were here to watch it, but i did not think that i could participate in it. We moved along the sidewalk and stopped at the corner. I stood for a moment on the southwestern corner of the intersection. This place seemed like it was at the top of Buffalo Street or Seneca Street. I paced around on the corner, wondering what i should do. I felt very uncomfortable here. I knew that i could hang out here with the others and not feel that people were expecting me to do something, though. I walked back to the east, thinking that i needed a seat. The others had set up chairs on the corner as they waited for the event to come past. We had been in a bar that was just down the hill to the west. I walked down the sidewalk on the southern side of the street and was in the building. I picked up one of the stools and started carrying it to the east. I then thought that we should probably not take the stools out of the building with us. I kept thinking of this as i picked up another stood and brought it to the opening in the northern end of the eastern wall. A counter separated the room from the room to the east. It was to the south of the doorway that i was standing in. I looked down at the metal stool that i was carrying in my left hand. It had a pale tan top with two ridges running down the center of it. It had a thin wire handle along the back side of the chair, by which i was carrying it. The legs of the stool were thick flat pieces of steel that were painted pale blue. I had picked up the plain metal stool in my right hand, but i felt bad about taking the stools out of the bar with me. I knew that i would bring them back, but i did not want the bartender to the east to think that i was stealing them. I let the metal stool fold back up and i put it on the counter to the south of me as i stepped through the doorway, heading east. I then walked to the northeast, toward the exit door in the northern wall of the room. I was aware of the bartender to the east of me, but he seemed to be distracted by customers, so i did not think that he could se me carrying the stool. I walked outside and onto the small wooden porch. A long set of stairs descended along the northern side of the pale blue building, heading to the east. They turned north just before reaching the sidewalk. I walked back up the sidewalk and stopped at the corner. I felt uneasy with the others, but i was not sure what else i should do. I crossed the street to the northwestern corner and put the chair down.

12019 November 03

I moved to the south, entering the room and walking along the western wall. I stopped in the center of the room, which was a small rectangular room. I was at an event, and most of the people here seemed to be from $G4. A man was standing to the east of me, leaning against the western wall of the room. The room seemed to be only three or four meters wide, and several other people were also leaning against the western wall. I felt good here. It was nice to be hanging out with these people. I moved toward the man to the west of me and said something. I had been talking to him before. He stood with his arms crossed, and i put my hand on his left arm, which was on the outside of his crossed arms, as i said something. The woman to the north of me then made a comment about me touching the man’s arm. I felt awkward. I looked to the north. The woman had long frizzy hair, and she was looking at me while stirring something on the stove to the west of her. Her comment was a joke, but it was making fun of my conversation with the man by implying that i wanted something intimate from the man. I felt uncomfortable with the joke, because i did not want people to think that i was trying to do something inappropriate. I felt upset with the woman, and i blamed her for the negative comments. I moved to the south, feeling upset. One of the other men who were leaning against the wall said something to the woman. I realized suddenly that what i had said implied that the woman had done something wrong, and i felt bad about saying it. I did not mean to imply that she was scheming. A few of the other men commented, though. I felt better that they did not believe the woman about what she said that i had done, but i felt bad that they were suspecting the woman of something that she had not done. I looked at the man whose arm i had touched. I realized that he was $A783. The man standing just to the north of him was $A784. They were a couple, and i felt uneasy thinking that someone would believe that i had tried to be inappropriate with $A783. I was glad that people were now thinking negatively of the woman’s words, but i was unhappy that they made the woman seem bad. I thought that i should apologize to $A784. I turned to the south and started moving some of my things together. I had been staying in this small apartment with $F71 and some other people. We were visiting this place. I thought that the house belonged to $A783 and $A784. I piled some of my things together on the floor to the south of me. The floor was covered with a white carpet, and a chair was just to the west of my things. A television seemed to be against the southern wall of the room, to the southwest of me. The door in the southern end of the western wall seemed to lead to the rest of the house, but i did not think that anyone was home. I felt a little uncomfortable here, thinking that i should try to stay out of $A783’s and $A784’s way. I felt that we might be intruding, and i worried that i was not being polite. I then noticed the cushion that was on the floor between my things and the chair. I thought that it was the dog’s bed. I pushed it to the west, thinking that i could slide it under the chair. I then wondered where the dog had been. I had not seen it in a while. I pushed the light-blue cushion to the west. It was a pale-greenish-blue cushion, and it matched the color of the chair. It was now the cushion of the seat of the chair, and it was trapezoidal in shape. I pushed it into the seat of the chair. The chair was facing me, and only the upper part of it seemed to be cushioned to match the upholstery of the cushion. The four legs of the chair were round wood, and they slanted outward a little from the corners of the chair. I folded up my things and turned to put them into my car, which was now to the west of me. I was standing in a narrow parking lot, which was wide north to south. My car was parked on the western side, facing west, and the hatchback was open. I put my things into the car. $F58, who was standing to the south of me, said something to me. I turned to her and replied. It felt good to talk to her. She was getting something from the trunk of her car as well. She seemed a little like $A786. I told her that i wanted to go running before we had to do things. She was surprised that i wanted to do any exercise, and she made a joke about it. I said that it was something that i wanted to do before the dinner. I thought that this big $G4 event would have a large evening meal. I left the parking lot and started jogging to the north. I had crossed the parking lot and was now on the eastern sidewalk of the street, which seemed very much like the parking lot. I continued to the north. Someone then called to me. I turned to see a woman walking quickly along the sidewalk on the western side of the street, heading north. She looked like $A785, and she had been bending over to do something. I thought that she must have been setting the evening trail. I realized that i must be running down the trail and that i might run across the marks before the trail even starts. I quickly came to an intersection on the northern end of the street. I was going to turn to the east for my run. I noticed a blotch of flour on the ground to the north of me. The woman must have marked trail in this direction already.

12019 November 04

I was waiting in the queue that had formed in front of the counter. The counter was in the western wall of the room, and five or six people had been in the line in front of me. A few people seemed to be behind me. I had just come from a conference, which seemed to have been somewhere to the northeast. I was leaving this place, but i needed to do something at the counter. I listened to the other people talk around me as i waited. An on older man and his wife were talking about something to the northeast of me. They mentioned the dog, and i joked with them, saying that i knew. I did not know the people, and i hoped that they did not mind me inserting myself into their conversation. I had not attended the conference with these people, and many of them were talking about the part that they had gone to. It was then my turn to talk to the people at the counter. They seemed like nurses, and this had something to do with a medical clinic. I had some papers in my left hand that i placed on the counter, and i asked them if they could help. The woman on the southern side of the counter looked down at the paper and then backed away from the counter. She wore a white old-fashioned nurses outfit. She seemed upset at the papers. The other woman also seemed upset, and they both backed away from the counter and stood with their arms crossed. They glared at me as if waiting for me to leave. I asked them what was wrong, but they would not answer me. I felt very bad, and i did not understand why they had refused to help me.

I brought the papers to the counter, which was on the northern side of the room. I placed one of the pieces of paper on the counter. It was smaller than a letter-size sheet, and it seemed to be made of a thin material. I held the other piece of paper in my right hand. The women at the counter looked down at the paper and again backed away. They seemed to be the two women who had refused to help me before. I did not understand why they would not help me, and i felt upset. They backed away from the counter and sat down in their chairs. They inward and crossed their arms, staring impatiently at me. I asked them what was wrong, but they just said that they would not do it. I did not understand, so i asked them to explain. This did not make sense. The woman on the western side of the two pointed to the paper i had put down on the counter and said that Verizon had gone out of business. This did not make sense to me. I told them that the papers were for insurance. I did not understand what they had to do with Verizon. A man had entered the area behind the counter from the west. He work light-blue scrubs and seemed to be a doctor. He looked curiously at the paper i had on the counter. The women now seemed curious as well. The man moved to the counter and looked at the paper. The woman in the western chair stood up and went to look at something. They now seemed to be interested in helping me. The man read the sheet, and he said something about a charge. He then said that i had a nine-dollar charge still to come. I could see that the bill had already charged me $5.15. I felt nodded and told the man that i knew that even more charges were coming. I implied that i was annoyed that there were more charges but that i had accepted them. He pointed out something on the bill. I then turned and started packing some of my things. I was in the room by myself now. I had been staying here for a few weeks. This place seemed like $P19. I thought that classes had been going on for a few weeks, and i had been here during that time. This seemed strange. I felt bad for staying here, as though it was awkward for me to do. I moved to the east, gathering more of my things.

12019 November 05

I was in the small room with the glass walls to the south. The floor was covered with a red wrestling mat, and people were moving around to the north of me. Some people were gathered in chairs on the eastern and western sides of the building. I remembered meeting the wrestler before. He wore a singlet and had dark skin and curly hair. He was famous in the wrestling community. The people to the north of me were now talking about him. I felt special because i had met him previously. I thought that i could say that i had met him. I then wondered if i could recognize him again. I looked to the north as a few people entered the room from the southwest. Two of them had dark skin, and they were wearing dress clothes. A tall thin man was wearing a dark sports coat over a plain pullover shirt, and the other was wearing a dark-gray sweater. The third man had lighter skin, and he stood to the northwest of the other two as people talked to them. I looked at the man in the sweater, wondering if he was the wrestler that i had met earlier. He was not facing me, so i could not see his features. He had a sharp jaw line, which i could see from behind, so i thought he might be the same person, but i was not sure. I stared at him for a moment, trying to determine if he was the same wrestler that i had met before. As he turned to face a little more east, i decided that his face was not the same as the person i had seen before. His jaw seemed very square and his face boxy. I remembered the other person as having a rounder face. I headed to the east, other wrestlers were moving around. The man then came to the east of me and said something. He was someone that i knew, and i talked with him for a moment. He needed help with something, so i walked to the south with him. He said that he wanted me to help him pick up something. We headed toward the mall, which was to the south of us. The man seemed very familiar, like an old friend. He was a little shorter than i, and he walked faster than i did. I said something about the department store to the southwest. I thought that we would be going there. I stared at the wide opening to the store, remembering a mall from somewhere in the past that seemed similar. I thought that the old department store had closed, though. I then noticed the sign with thin bluish-purple letters over the entrance of a store, which was in a wall to the north of the large opening to the west. The sign and store faced southeast. This was not the store that we were looking for. I paused for a moment to stare at it. I then explained that the department store down the corridor to the west had closed, and the one i had thought that we were going to, which was the one with the purple sign, was not the correct store. The store had pale-gray walls and seemed to be a game store. I turned back to my friend, but he had continued to the southwest. I realized that he was heading to a large department store that was in the southern wall of the mall. I started to follow him. As i started walking, though, i was aware of someone moving to the southeast of me. I looked to see $A750 standing in the middle of the mall. She was standing one steep up on a higher part of the floor to the east. A woman was standing to the north of her. she stopped when she saw me, and i felt a little uncomfortable, not sure what i should do or say. She wore thin black pants and a puffy black parka. She had shoulder-length frizzy black hair that stuck out a little form her neck. She smiled when she saw me and did not seem upset. I said hello, and she greeted me with a smile. I was glad that she was talking to me again, but it seemed strange. I looked at the woman who had been walking with her. She wore similar clothing, but her parka was gray. Her long frizzy hair was also gray. She had a similar face to $A750, and i knew that it was her mother. I said hello to her, and she greeted me with a smile. I felt a little awkward. I wanted to talk to $A750, but i had to follow my friend into the store so that i could help him. I felt a little impatient, but i did not want to break off my conversation with $A750 too soon. I continued walking to the southwest as i spoke to her, anxious that i was not catching up with $A755. I followed $A750 as we walked into the store in the southern wall of the mall. To my surprise, the store was narrow, with black walls. It was not the large department store as $A755 had gone into. I thought that the other store must be to the east of us. I replied to $A750 as she chatted cheerfully, but i felt awkward, thinking that i had to end the conversation so that i could help $A755. $A750 moved to the east near the back of the store. She grabbed a small light-green band, which seemed like a sports wristband, and stretched it in her hands. I was not sure what she was doing with it or what she was doing in the store. She moved toward me and then reached past me with her right hand. I turned to the west to see that she was putting a metal pin into the black wall, which was just to the west of me. The pin seemed to be for hanging merchandise on. I wondered if she worked here. When i looked back, she was standing to the east of me with a few other people. A metal machine was on the floor near the southern wall, just to the southeast of me, and $A750 was standing to the east of it. She picked up a fluorescent-green patch from somewhere. The patch was fuzzy and looked similar to the band that she had before. One of the people near then helped her put a jacket on. I was aware of metal racks handing from the wall to the south of me. They were wire baskets, which seemed to be empty. $A750 then put on a black skating helmet and moved to the north with a few other people. She was now on roller skates, and i thought that she was here to practice roller derby. I felt uneasy, thinking that i should really be in the other store to help $A755. He must have wondered where i had gone. I then realized that i did not have my phone with me, so he would not be able to call me, and i would not be able to tell him where i was. I glanced to the east, noticing $A750’s mother standing in front of the large glass window in the narrow eastern wall. The southern end of the room stretched to the east about three meters more than the rest of the narrow room to the north. The lower meter of the wall seemed to be metal, but the rest of the wall was a large window with thin metal supports. It looked like the window in an airport, and i could see a large flat paved area outside to the east. The sky outside was dim and gray. I waved at $A750’s mother and said goodbye. I had to leave. I turned to the west, trying to say goodbye to $A750 as well. She was skating around with the others. I moved to the northwest as she skated to the south, passing me. She had a small metal shopping cart with her. Some of the other people were pushing the carts around as well. They were made of thin wire and looked like the baskets that were hanging on the southern wall. As she turned to look to the north, i waved at her, hoping that she was not disappointed that i had to leave. I then moved to the north. I was now on roller skates as i left the store and come out on the northern side of the mall. I then saw $A755 moving to the north of me. I called to him and started rolling toward him. He looked thinner now, and, as he turned to look at me over his left shoulder, i realized that he was not actually $A755. He was $A755’s brother. I greeted him and he said something back. He wore a dull-red shirt and blue jeans. He was walking north-northwest up the aisle of the parking lot. I looked farther to the north and saw $A755 walking across the aisle to the west. I called to him as i rolled. He asked me where i had been. He said that he had gotten his brother to help him because i was not there. I apologized and told them what had happened.

I stood on the front lawn of the house, which seemed like my parents’ farmhouse. I was on the lawn to the south of the house, and a small group of people was with me, doing something to the ground. I stood just to the south of the line of old trees. The ground was covered with orangish-red autumn leafs, and the people were talking about something. One of them pointed to the west, where the land sank into a narrow creek valley. The person said something about the drainage. I looked at the old dirt path that ran to the west, heading into the valley. I then realized that the path should have been the paved road. I was surprised that it looked so old and worn. I did not think that it could really be the paved road. I looked to the south of me. The red and orange leafs had fallen over the road, forming two wandering bands that ran down the length of the road. They seemed to disguise most of the paved surface, making the road look like a dirt road. The paving on the road still did not look new, though. Something about this place seemed old and worn. Someone then said something about the water draining to the creek. I looked at the ditch that was to the north of the road. It seemed shallow and covered with cut grass. This was how i remembered it. I then noticed that the ditch on the southern side of the road was very deep. It had rough dirt edges, as though it had been carved out by rushing water. I mentioned this to the others. I then noticed something moving in the ditch. I could only see a thin yellow worm-like thing sticking up over the edge of the ditch. It was on the head of a larger animal, and i knew that the animal was a pheasant. Long yellow thing was a tubular feather, like they had on the tops of their heads. I told the others that there was a pheasant in the ditch. The woman to the east of me said that she knew that it was a pheasant. I watched the yellow feather bob slowly to the east. The bird then jumped out of the ditch and ran toward us. It passed just to the east of me and ran north. I turned to see that it had stopped to the east of the large tree that was to the north of me. It seemed confused. I thought that so many people must have been confusing to it. I backed away, trying to make the animal feel less threatened. The animal seemed panicked, though, and it started running back and forth for a moment. It then ran off to the northeast. A dog was running around near the trees near us. I told the woman that it was surprised. I then looked back to the south and noticed another yellow plume sticking up above the dirt. I told the others that another bird was coming. I moved a little to the south and could see the head of the bird. It’s head looked like a peacock, with a fan of dark feathers on top. The feathers opened as it lifted its neck to look at us. The feathers had round dense areas on the tops and thin stems, like peacock feathers. I still called it a pheasant. I told the others that it was the male. I guessed that the female had a companion. The male then let out a squawk and raced up the slope to the north. It was farther to the east of me than the female had been, but it became distracted by the dog that was running around. It ran to the east, back into the ditch. The ditch now curved to the north, running along the eastern side of the yard. The bird ran through the center of it, and then it stopped in the middle of the water. It was trying to hide by staying still, but it was under the surface of the water. I warned the others not to bother it so that it would run away on its own. Someone was moving to the east of the bird, though. The person was on the dirt shore of the ditch, but they were standing on an area that seemed to be collapsing into the water. I could see the bird standing under the caking dirt, and i worried that the dirt would bury the bird. I told the other person to be careful. The dog jumped around on the dirt, though, and i felt frustrated that it could not be stopped. It then jumped off of the short dirt cliff and into the water, almost landing on top of the bird. The bird seemed to be a meter tall, and it was standing at its full height under the water. It seemed to be about a deci under the surface, and it was standing very still as the dog splashed over it. The dirt to the south and west of bird ran vertically and extended a few decis out of the water. I moved to the southern side of the ditch, worried that the bird would stay under the water too long. I watched it anxiously for a moment, hoping that it would surface and run away, but it did not. It then stepped away from the cliff and tipped its head up. It seemed to be a much shorter bird now, with a wide yellow bill. It pointed its bill upward and started jerking its head up and down. I thought that it as trying to hold its breath but that it was really gasping for air. I was worried about the bird, and i told the other. I was not sure what to do. Finally, the bird ran off to the north, leaving the water and running across the yard. The dog ran after it, but the dog was trotting playfully and not trying to chase it down.

12019 November 08

The children in the room had been asking about something, and the women there were talking. The women were seen as if in close-up on a screen, and the entire scene seemed to be part of a movie. I could see the children in pale colors, moving around on the lower right of the screen. The children had asked what the term meant. The older women had used it in conversation, and i knew that it was a term for sexual foreplay or intimacy. It was an uncomfortable moment when the child asked the question. One of the women was then on the left half of the screen. She stood facing forward and a little to the right, toward the children. Only her head and upper torso were visible in frame. She was dressed in a loose flowing white dress and had long white and gray hair. She seemed hesitant to explain, but she tried to explain the word to the children in a soft polite voice. The busts of the other women were visible in the dark background on the right side of the screen. They watched the first woman and the children intently and anxiously. The background of the scene seemed black, and the women were all wearing similar white flowing shirts, which let them stand out against the shadows. These women were famous movie actors. I thought that one of them was Meryl Streep. The others also seemed to be great actors. The woman said something about the term to the children, making it seem that she was avoiding a definition that might confuse the children. There was a pause in the conversation, and the children seemed disappointed. The woman watched them with her head bent slightly forward. She then leaned forward a little and said “There is a way for children to”, and she mentioned the term. This seemed strange. I could tell that the other women were suddenly tense. I wondered how she was going to explain a sexual term to children and say how they could do it. I thought that she might be explaining it to them as a form of hugging. This seemed strange, though, because the children might then start using the term to refer to close physical contact that they would do, even though the contact was not sexual. Others might find this upsetting. The woman explained something. She then reached to the west, to the left side of the scene. The scene was to the north of me. The woman opened a small square door in the western wall of the room. I could see the newspaper that had been pasted on the inside of the small door as the woman swinged it open to the north. I knew that this doorway led into the bathroom, and i wondered if the woman was going to show the children how to wash or shower as an explanation for the term. This seemed to make more sense. It would explain the term through touching of the body. The other women to the northeast watched intently as the first woman reached her right arm through the opening to get something. The opening seemed to be about twenty centimeters square.

I left the building and headed to the north, down the steep stone steeps. I was in a city area, and i was pushing my bicycle down the steps. I would have to ride to the station to get home. I seemed to be in New York City, and i wondered how i would get to Grand Central Station. I could see white letters on the gray building to the north of me. The sign mentioned the names of places, with arrows pointing the directions. I looked at the words to try to figure out where i should be going. As i crossed the gray street, i realized that the sign was actually pointing out where the subway went from the station that was underground here. I had my bicycle with me, and i intended to ride my bicycle to the station. I would not be able to take the subway. I wondered if the directions of the signs could give me any indication of which direction i should travel to get to the station. It seemed that it was to the northwest of me, but i was not sure. I would have to head west from here. I felt uncertain. I looked around at the buildings near me, noticing the large building to the southwest. It was across a narrow alley from the building that i had come out of. A rounded hill rose steeply from the side street, and the dark-tan stone building rose on the top of the hill. The building seemed federal in style, with few windows and pillars along the front. I thought that it was a museum or some other formal building, so it should be a well recognized landmark. I then thought that it might be a museum, and i wanted to visit the exhibits. It seemed late and near sunset, though, and i thought that the building might be closing soon. I looked back at the map that was in the shop window to the north of me. I thought that i could find the fancy building on it. It would be a noticeable landmark. I was having trouble seeing the map through the shop window, though. Something seemed to be in my way. I was aware of a man walking past me. $Z seemed to be to the east of me for a moment, and i said something to him. I moved to the west a little, noticing that the map was actually a three-dimensional model of the city. The city had rounded hills and uneven ground, which surprised me. I had thought that New York City was fairly flat. The model had a rounded edge near me, with an oval mound fitting the curve. The land dropped off to the north of the rounded hill before rising again in another hill, which ran mostly north to south. The main part of the city seemed to be on that hill and in the flat valley to the west of it. I thought that the flat part of New York that i was familiar with must be the part to the west. I noticed a large building on the southern mound. It was a fancy building that was built on top of a curving cement structure. The white cement rose from the ground as two parallel ridges. They were very narrow and curved up from the ground. They ran roughly northeast to southwest, curving in a gentle S. The large mansion was set on top of the center of the curved shape, and the mansion looked like the house that was to the southeast of me. I turned around and looked to the southeast. The high hill just off the road was actually a cement formation. I could see the smooth curve of the shape, but i could not tell from this angle that was formed of two parallel ridges. The cement structure seemed to be twenty or thirty meters tall, rising from the street to the north of it. This was the structure that i had seen on the map. I turned my attention back to the map. I now knew where i was on the model of the city, so i just had to figure out where i had to go on the model. I noticed that the streets on the southern side of the model curved around the southern side of the city. This seemed strange. I remembered New York City as having straight streets. I then remembered that those streets were probably on the island part that was to the northwest. I looked over the model, trying to find Grand Central Station. I pictured it as a pale-tan stone building. I could not quite remember what it looked like from the outside, but i knew that i would recognize it. I search over the small buildings for it so that i could plot a course to get there. I then thought that, once i got there, i could get a bus to head home.

12019 November 09

I floated slowly to the north, looking down at the cobblestones below me. I had just left the large old building, which seemed like a governmental or church building. I was uneasy with the people inside the building, thinking that something was wrong with them. I felt anger toward them, but i also felt that i was unsafe around them, which was why i was leaning the building. I had just passed through the entrance, which was a large opening in the stone wall of the building. The entrance seems to have been adapted for the modern times, with a brass pole marking where people should walk and a wooden booth that blocked the main entrance. I could not see these, but i knew that they were to the south of me. As i moved just to the north of the building, i was aware of the wall to the north of me. An outside corridor ran along the northern side of the building, and i was aware of the building above me. The northern wall was very thick, and it seemed to have archway-like openings at regular intervals. I kept staring at the stones on the ground as i floated north, though. A small stream of water ran from the doorway to the south of me to the northeast. As i passed through one of the openings in the outside wall of the building, i could see that the water was flowing to the south. The stream widened, and more water was moving in it. The water was running around a rounded median that surrounded the base of one of the openings and into the building. I knew that it continued through the inside opening into the middle of the building. I was then aware of the woman standing to the north of me. She was pouring the poison into the water. I could see the oily ripples swirl through the water. I knew that the toxin would produce a poisonous gas, and i thought that i might be too close. The woman was trying to kill people in the building. I floated to the north, past the water and started walking to the north-northeast, up a driveway that curved around the eastern side of a large parking lot. I heard something behind me, and i thought that the poison was already taking effect on some people. I did not want to be accused of being involved with the woman, so i pretended that i did not notice the people and continued walking to the north. I was fifteen to twenty meters up the side of the lot when i heard someone shouting. I thought that i could look back and act like i realized the danger. I hoped that i was far enough away so that the gas did not affect me.

I was looking down at the brown wooden floor of the dining room of my parents’ farmhouse. I had been doing something to the west, but i was now thinking about something. I remembered something in the basement of the house. I thought that the body was buried there. I remembered the time when my father had dug up the cement foundation of the house. I could picture the rubble in the basement. I was now moving down the basement stairs. $A682 had killed someone that he had been dating, and he buried the body in the basement. I felt bad that i had let him hide the body in the basement. I had not said anything at the time, and i felt guilty for helping him do it.

12019 November 13

We had been at the resort for a while. I was a student with a group of my classmate, all of whom seemed to be in early high school or late middle school. We were waiting for something, and the teachers had told us to do an activity. I thought that we should be doing some sport. The others were in the pool to the southwest of me. I was standing on the northern end of the eastern side of the room. The pool filled up most of the room, with only a small tiled surface running around the outsides. I was amused that the students were splashing in the pool, but i wondered if the teachers would be upset with us for doing so. I thought that they might not have wanted us to be in the pool, but i did know that they wanted us to do something athletic. I walked to the center of the northern end of the pool, glancing to the north, where the teachers would be. They were still outside of the room. I felt suddenly happy and jumped into the pool to the south. I landed in the shallow end of the pool and splashed around for a moment. Something then changed, and the water seemed to move to the west. I stood up near the northern end of the pool. The water level had dropped to my ankles, and i was standing in a dry pool. The small red balls that the others had been playing with were now in a grid pattern around the slanting floor of the pool, which slanted down to the west. I was confused as to why the water had drained out of the pool. This seemed very strange. I then looked to the northeast again. $A62 and $A57 were standing on the northern end of the pool, looking at us. $A62 seemed unhappy. He stood with his arms crossed. $A57 stood just to the east-northeast of him. She leaned forward, seeming hesitant as she looked at us. I told $A62 that we had lost water in the pool. It seemed strange. He just stood looking at us. I then said that i had been on a run. I did not want him to think that i had not gotten enough exercise. I remembered that i had run to the east, down the street. I pictured where we were now. We were at Enjoy golf course, which was on the southern side of a side road. I remembered that the main road ran to the south across a bridge. It met the main highway, which ran off to the west-southwest. Just to the east of the bridge, a small country road turned to the north from the highway and then ran west. It curved here and there, and i knew that it had trees growing close to the edges of it. I remembered a horse field on the southern side of the road, a little way before the golf course. The golf course was set back into an area that was more forested than the surrounding land. This place was on my normal running route, and i thought about it. I had actually run, so i could simply tell $A62 that i had gone to the city and back. The city seemed to be to the east of us. It seemed like a long run, and i remembered doing it before. I moved around the golf resort as i thought about this. I had to get back to somewhere. I drove into the resort from the road, heading to the south. I thought that i should really head back to the city so that it would seem like i was running. I followed a driveway to the southwest, but i found myself in a small cul de sac. I felt annoyed and backed my dull-orange minivan to the east-northeast to turn around. A small white building was to the west of me, and a walkway seemed to come from the northwest and head off to the south. As i pulled forward again, turning south, a woman in a white shirt came from the northwest. She had frizzy blond hair, and i thought that she was one of the employees of the resort. She smiled as she glanced at me, and i thought that she found it amusing that i had to turn around in the cul de sac. I headed back to the east, passing through the large pavilion, which seemed to be a very large tent. It had many tables set up under it, but no one was sitting at the tables yet. I moved around the tables on the scooter, coming out onto the balcony that was on the western side of the white building. I turned to the north and started along the tables. I was riding an electric rollerboard, carrying something long in my left hand. As i turned to the west, a woman in a white button-up shirt came from the west. I maneuvered my feet to turn the rollerboard, but i felt the thing in my hand hit the woman. She continued on. I turned to apologize, but she had left.

12019 November 15

I drove the car to the east, down the road, which seemed like a highway. I was traveling with several other people, and we were trying to get to someplace. As i drove up the hill, i was aware that we were now to the south of the main highway, on a road that was running parallel to it. The ground around us seemed to be covered with short tan grass, but it did not seem to be cut grass. A wide green tree grew on the southern side of the road, which sloped up steeply from the road before leveling off. The tree seemed to have a relatively narrow trunk and a very wide crown. I wondered if we were on the correct road. I thought about the place that we were trying to get to. I pictured a specific place, and i had been talking about it with the others. I realized that this road might not lead there, though. The road curved to the south as it entered an area of trees. It seemed to be passing over a narrow ravine, and it curved east again to cross the narrow valley. It then turned back north and continued up and across the slope of the hill of the ravine. An old building seemed to be to the west of us. The road now seemed to be a dirt road, and i worried that the car would not be able to make it across the dirt. I thought that this was a big enough car that it would probably not get stuck in the mud, but i realized that it could get stuck on a rough road. The car seemed like an El Dorado. As we straightened out and started heading to the north-northeast on the eastern side of the ravine, i could see the land around us. The forested land sloped steeply down to the west, into the deep ravine. The trees seemed old, and there was no undergrowth below the trees. An old yellow house was on the eastern side of the road, and it seemed rundown and not well kept. Ahead of me, i could see that the dirt road had gullies where the water had run down it. It turned sharply to the east about twenty-five meters ahead. The outside of the curve was higher than the inside, and the tan clay dirt formed a rounded rim on the upper part of the road. I thought that the road would only get worse from here. I told the others that we would have to backtrack to the highway. I wonderer where we had gone astray. I turned the car around and started heading back to the west. I looked at the map as i discussed where to go with the other person. The roads were red lines on the map, and i quickly spotted a red line that turned into a curved dotted line that looped to the south. I thought that this could represent the road that we had just been on. I mentioned this to the others. I looked at the roads around it, trying to figure out where we could go. I then thought that the other roads did not quite look right. I looked at more of the map. I was now looking at a very wide area. I could see the panhandle of Florida in the center of my vision. I realized that the roads i had been looking at were in that part of the state. This was not right. I should have been much farther to the west than Florida. I looked to the west on the map, passing over the orangish-tan area. I then spotted another set of east-to-west lines that looked like the road i had been on. It showed a hook to the south that dead-ended to the northeast. This hood was less of a loop and more of an uneven square shape. It seemed like the roads that we had been on, but, once again, i looked at the larger map. I was now looking at a road that seemed to be on the western side of Mexico. This did not seem right, and i mentioned this to the others. I thought that we should be in California somewhere.

I was talking to the other people as we moved to the east. We were following someone, who seemed like $A601. He was setting a trail for us, but he seemed to be a long way ahead of us. I walked along the northern side of the old stone building. The building seemed to be part of a college campus. As i reached the western end of the building, i noticed the man setting marks on the ground to the west of me. He had come from the south, from between the two buildings and was now dropping powder marks on the flowerbeds that ran along the front of the gray stone buildings. The flower beds were mostly dark-gray stones or wood chips, with small round patches of orangish-yellow plants. The plants seemed to be in a line across the front of the building, and they were about a meter and a half apart. I knew that we could not simply follow the person setting the trail. We would have to follow the trail around the corner of the building to the south. The trail must loop around inside the building and then come back out. We were at the front of the pack, so we would have to follow the entire trail. The others would be able to short cut the trail, because they were in the back of the pack, and it would help us keep the pack together. I told the person with me this. The person was to the east of me. We started jogging to the south. I could see a curved building just to the south of the two that we had walked between. The building looked the same as the one that we had just come out of, but it curved to the south on the eastern and western ends. It had the same type of gardens along it that the others had, and i imagined the white spots marking trail along it. We would have to run to the east and turn sharply back along the curved building. We would then go to the west and then come back to this spot to head back north. I said something to the other person about this. We were now in a dorm room. I had been thinking about this place, and i was lying on the floor on the southern side of the room. My feet were to the north of me, and i stared at the off-white plaster ceiling. The lights in the room were not on, but the light from outside was coming in through the large windows in the northern wall. The others were in the room to the north of me. I said something to them. I felt groggy, but i sat up. I thought that we would have to do something. I walked to the south, into the central hallway of the building. The walls of the hallway were stone. The hallway seemed to run east to west just to the south of the room, but it did not seem to extend far in either direction. Just to the south of the door to the room was an archway that led into a hall room. To ether side of the doorway were arched windows in the stone wall. There seemed to be two window frames on either side. They were a little more than a meter off the ground. I passed through the archway and into the hall room. It seemed to have closed wooden doors on the east and west side and a short corridor that ran to the south from a little west of the center of the southern wall. Another opening was in the southern end of the western wall. This one seemed to lead into a store or office area. I could see a service counter against the western wall. Something along the counter was red, and the room was lighted. I then realized that i was wearing a long-sleeve T-shirt but only had a pair of underwear on my legs. I felt a little uncomfortable walking the halls like this, but i felt thirsty, and i wanted a drink of water. As i passed the opening to the west, i looked to the west to see a woman with chin-length frizzy hair standing behind a table near the northern wall of the western room. She was staring to the south and did not notice me. I tried to sneak past quickly so that she did not notice i was not dressed properly. She had medium brown skin and had a very sharp jaw. She seemed skinny and a little shorter than i. I entered the next room, which seemed to be an entryway. An old wooden door with an arched top was directly to the south of me. The room opened up to the east, but it had nothing in it. I then noticed a sink on the northern wall, just to the east of the door i had entered through. I thought that i could get a drink from it. I moved to the sink, but i realized that it would not be easy to drink from. I turned on the water and thought about letting the water fill my hands so that i could drink it. The sink seemed like a maintenance sink, though, and i did not think that it was meant for drinking. I glanced to the northwest, into the western room. I suddenly realized that a drinking fountain was on the northern wall of that room, just to the east of the woman who was standing near the table. I decided that i would use the drinking fountain. I was still conscious that i had no pants on, though. I walked into the other room and looked at the fountain, which had a square white porcelain basin and a metal fountain with a rounded guard. I turned on the water, but then i noticed that white cups were stacked to the east of the sink on a shelf above the sink. I said something to the woman about the drinking fountain, but i quickly turned back to the fountain, hoping that she did not notice that i had no pants. I tried to get a drink.

12019 November 16

I came from the east and joined the other people in the eastern end of the large room. I seemed to be just to the east of Barton Hall but also in a building. The people here were getting ready to run a race, and i thought that i would join them. I had not intended to join the runners for the race, but i decided that i would. I felt excited to run the race, and i moved around to the southeast of the other runners, who were scattered through the room. The other runners then started gathering as someone was speaking to them. I looked at the group of runners, realizing that there did not seem to be too many of them. They sat on the floor in a loosely spaced oval, and there seemed to be only twenty or thirty people. I thought that this run should have many more people in it. $F58 was then to the west of me. She was wearing running shorts, but she did not seem to be running the race. I thought that she was here with some of the other people. I greeted her and said that i would be doing the run. She seemed happy that i would be running. I felt good chatting with her. The runners then started moving to the south, toward the starting area. I motioned to the south as i talked to $F58, and i started walking south. I was carrying my shoes in my left hand. I turned to the west and came into the eastern end of a large room, which seemed like Barton Hall. I realized that i was not yet ready to start the run, so i hurriedly dropped my shoes and started putting them on. I was still talking to someone, who was to the northwest of me. I then saw the runners start running to the north. I looked up to the northwest to see some of the runners jogging around the corner of a track, which started just to the northwest of me and ran north. It then curved sharply to the west and disappeared from sight. This must have been the start of the race. I felt annoyed that i was not ready, and i put on the large boots that i had been wearing. I tied the laces of the left boot, which was on the ground to the northeast of me. I could feel the boot tightening around my upper foot as i pulled the laces tight and tied them. I then put on the right boot and tried to tie the laces. The woman was to the north of me now, watching what i was doing. I pulled the laces tight, but i noticed that the lowest loop of the laces was still loose, so i started from the bottom again and pulled them all tight. I then rolled the boot to the east so that i could see the bottom. The long black laces ran across the bottom of the boot, and i was not quite sure how to tie them. I pulled them across the tread of the sole of the boot, noticing that they caught on the edges of the tread. I wondered if this was a good way to tie them. The sole of the boot was yellowish-tan, and it now seemed very large. I thought that it was probably not a good idea to have the laces on the bottom of the show. I then wondered if they would get in the way of me running. The woman moved to the south of me as i looked at the large sole, which was to the east of me. It was now about a meter wide and looked like the bottom of an old racquette snowshoe. A metal ram extended from the toe of the shoe, on the southern side, to the center of the shoe. The arm was made of rounded-square metal parts that were interlinked, allowing it to bend like a snake. I told the woman that i should remove it, thinking that i would be stepping on it as i ran. The women turned back to the north to look at the shoe. She seemed concerned that i would not be able to remove it. I lifted the end of it that was in the center of the sole and tipped the arm out. It detached easily from the toe of the shoe. The woman seemed relieved. I put the two large soles on the ground and tried to fit my boots into them. The soles were now long narrow light-black things, and they had square binding clamps in the middle of them. I tried to fit the boot into the binding, but i wondered if i would be able to run with my shoes attached like this. The binding seemed like an old triangular binding for cross-country skies, and i thought that it would be difficult to run with them. I was facing north, and i could see both of my boots on the floor. I pulled by boots back from the metal brace that seemed to hold the clamps. The brace had a thin piece of metal on either side, and my boot had fit between them. I said that i was not sure the braces were correct. They would not allow my feet to move as i ran. I then noticed the metal tongue that was below the braces. One of the tongues was partly in the front of my left shoe. I realized that my boots had slots in the font of them that fit the tongues. The woman seemed concerned that the bindings were wrong, but i told her that i had figured them out. I slided both of my boots over the tabs on the mountings and worked to close the latches of the bindings.

12019 November 18

I woke up in my grandmother’s house. I had been sleeping on a small bed that was against the eastern wall of the dining room. My mother was in the kitchen, to the south of me. I sat up in the bed and started to stand up. My mother said something about the clothes that were on the edge of the bed. She had set out clothes for me to wear. We had to leave this place soon, and they wanted me to pack things up. I felt annoyed that i had not woken up sooner and that they were trying to rush me now. I started walking to the north, noticing the blue jeans that were on the bed. I was already wearing a pair of pants, so i would not need the pair on the bed. I tried to get something ready. My mother said something to me as i collected a few things. I turned to the south and started into the other room. I felt upset with people for treating me like a child. My mother said something as i rounded the southwestern side of the large round table, where a few other people were sitting. Annoyed, i said something back to her impatiently. I felt very upset.

I left the group and headed to the west, walking between the two large white buildings. The buildings seemed to be part of a complex. They were modern buildings, with horizontal indents that made them look like several layers of things. The long buildings ran east to west, and i had just passed one to the east of me, and i was heading toward another to the west. The one to the west seemed to have a courtyard filled with small trees and bushes to the north of it. A matching building was no the northern side of the courtyard. It was dark out, and i stopped just before the eastern end of the building to the west to talk to the man. He had asked some questions about something, and i tried to answer them. He was not someone that i knew, but he seemed familiar. He was asking for information about something, and i was telling him about something that was happening to the south. He had been heading in that direction. The wind then started blowing from the south. A strong gust blew dust from the south. I looked to the south at the bushes that ran from the southern side of the building. People were hurrying to the south. I thought that the storm had come suddenly, and i started moving to the northwest. Others started hurrying around the northeastern corner of the building, coming from the west and north. They hurried to the south. A group of paramedics had a red object that seemed to be a stretcher. Something seemed urgent, but i did not feel interested. I wanted to know what was going on. I let a few police officers pass as i continued to the northwest.

12019 November 19

I sat in the car as the others drove through the city area. We seemed to be on the outskirts of the city, where all of the buildings were low, but many of them seemed to be businesses. We kept turning in different directions as we looked for something. Someone pointed out the building to the south. It had something to do with what we were looking for. I turned to see the small restaurant in the clean modern building. I commented on the palm trees that were set in front of the building. The building faced north, and one thick tan palm tree grew on the eastern side of the building, arcing to the west a little as it rose above the two-story building. A smaller squat plant was growing on the western side of the entrance. The front of the building had an overhang, so that the lower level was set in from the rest of the building. The building seemed a little curved. Either the top of the building bowed out or the lower level bowed in. We had been driving to the south on a road that curved to the east, passing in front of the building. I watched the building as we passed, noticing the bright turquoise blue of the upper level. I told the others that the building was very nicely decorated, commenting on the blue color. I thought that it was nicely disguised in this area. I then talked about the palm trees as we headed to the east. I said that they were not native where i came from. The street we were on now seemed like Roat, and i described how so many of the plants around here looked like palm trees. It was hard to tell which were the real ones. I added that, where i came from, a palm tree would be out of place, so it would be easy to find.

12019 November 21

The people were gathered in the small square, which had white paving square paving blocks on the ground. I stood near the southern side of the area, talking to some of the people. The woman to the northwest of me seemed concerned about something. I stood up and walked to the north, toward her. Something was wrong, but i did not feel concerned about it. I turned to look back to the south. To the southeast of me, i could see several snakes. They were lined up parallel to each other on top of a small metal appliance, which seemed like a toaster oven. They were small thin snakes, but i thought that they were venomous. I worried that the snakes would be underground, and i wondered how they got into this area. The others moved around, and some people watched the snakes cautiously. I talked with the woman about our concerns. I was then sitting on the bench, which seemed to be a low wall with a wide stone cap. It was built in to the architecture of the plaza that we were in. The plaza was around ten meters square, with openings to the east. The woman said something about the snakes. I looked down at the water that was between the rest of the plaza and me. A deep stream ran across the southern section of the square. I could see large brown rounded rocks under the water. Several snakes were sitting under the water near the rocks. I felt cautious of them, and i thought that we had to be careful of new snakes that came into the area. I stood up and walked to the northwest, passing around the western end of the pond. I did not see as many snakes as had been out before, and i though that the snakes were trying to stay warm. It was later now, and the day was cooler. I thought that they had come out to sit atop the toaster oven because it was warmer. They should be hiding now, so there would not be as many of them. I looked back to the southeast, to where the toaster oven had been. A small block was on the ground. It seemed like a low table. The man to the east of the table reached out and grabbed a large snake that was on the table. This surprised me. The pale-yellow snake had black oval rings in a zigzag pattern down its body. It was short and had a very thick body. It was very strange for the man to pick up the snake. He held it just behind its head so that he would not get bitten. Given the shape of the snake, it seemed like a venomous species. The man started down the hallway to the east, which ran from the southern side of the room. He put the snake down on a table near the front door of the house, which was in the southern wall of the corridor, about a meter and a half from the room. The snake turned its head and bit the man’s hand on the outside edge. The man had opened the front door to leave, but he paused in the doorway to look at his hand. He had short straight black hair. He looked familiar, and he reminded me of Bob from Sesame Street. He probably got venom in his hand. I wondered why he had picked up the snake. He stood in the doorway, facing northwest, and he held up his hand so that he could look at it.

12019 November 22

I had been spending time with $F4, and we were now in the room, talking about something. $F4 had been staying with me, and he was lying on the western side of the large bed. It was nice to have him with me, and i thought it would be nice to cuddle with him, but i did not want him to think that i was trying to copulate with him. I lay on the bed next to him, talking about the things we had been doing. I turned to the east and looked down the street in the city. $F4 was driving the car. We seemed to be on the northern side of the small city, which seemed like Endicott. $F4 pointed out the canals that were to the south of us. I was familiar with this area. The canals crisscrossed each other with sharp angles and the road that we were driving on. The road seemed to be Northern Boulevard. The canals seemed to have steep cement walls. $F4 said that the water in the canals all seemed to be very shallow. He seemed surprised by this. I told him that the canals were artificial, implying that they were not the main flow of water. I thought that the main branch of the river was to the south. The car turned to the north suddenly, and we drove off the road and started over a wide shallow area of the river. The river ran north and had small rounded rocks on the shores. Large factory buildings were on both sides of the river. I asked why $F4 had turned over the river, and then i thought that we would be falling into the water. I started to worry. The car seemed to be moving over the water without falling, but i thought that we must have been arcing in our trajectory still. It seemed like a long time to do so. The car then started tipping down, and i tensed up. I thought that the car would crash into the water. I could see the rounded rocks sticking up through the water for three or four meters from the eastern shore. The car dipped a little, but remained in the air. I realized that we were flying. $F4 said something about parking. I remembered that we were supposed to park near the river. The river curved slowly to the northwest ahead of us, and i could see the smaller building on the edge of the water to the north-northeast of us. The tan building looked like a small business office, and i could see the long narrow parking garage stretching to the northeast of it. I knew that the spaces in the parking garage were not used, and i had pictured the area from the ground. I had thought that it would be a good place to park. I looked at the narrow cement area, which had a grassy median running down the center. I thought that we would have driven to the northeastern end of the lot. We might not have been able to park there, because the lot is actually part of a private building. I did not feel that we should really park there, and i considered the land to the east of it. The land to the east rose steeply up a hill. The hill was covered with houses, and i pictured the suburban streets there, thinking that we could park near one of the houses and walk down the hill to the place that we wanted to be at.

I was in the room with the other people, and i was talking with them. It felt good to be here. I turned to the northeast and spoke to one of the men. He smiled widely, and he seemed very familiar. He seemed a little like $F74, but he also seemed like someone else. I had been chatting with them, and it felt good to be here. I had to change my clothes, so i moved to the southwest. I could still hear the others talking as i walked to the north, into a small bathroom. I thought that i should use the toilet. I undressed and stood just to the north of the doorway. I then turned on the shower head, which was to the southeast of me. This seemed strange. I had not intended to take a shower, and i thought it would be strange for me to take a shower while i was with these other people. I decided that i should not be showering, and i concentrated on using the toilet. I was then in the room with the others again. I turned to the east and started walking away from the room. I was on a lawn, which seemed to be in a park. The others were still sitting in a rough square on the ground to the west of me, but the two large dogs had run to the east. I was unfamiliar with the dogs, but i thought that i should play with them. I liked dogs, and i thought that they would like me. One was a tan and black dog with long fur. I was aware of two of me men to the west of me, who seemed like $A784 and $A783. The three dogs ran around a large tree trunk that was on the eastern side of the area. One of the dogs, which seemed like a shy dog with reddish fur, round the southern side of the tree and ran toward me. She seemed suddenly shy, and tucked in her tail, dropped her head, and whined loudly as i approached. I stopped suddenly. I felt worried about the dog, and i spoke to it in a soft voice. I did not want it to feel threatened. It looked at me cautiously, but started wagging its tail. I realized that this dog was upset, so i would have to treat it carefully.

12019 November 23

I moved quickly to the north, following the sidewalk on the eastern side of the narrow road. I had just left the intersection of the main road, which was to the south of me, running east to west. I looked down at the pavement as i moved. The land around me seemed very open, with no tall structures near us. The buildings on the main road seemed to be very spaced out, and the vegetation was dry. The land seemed to be in pale colors of pink at tan. The land seemed to slope down to the southwest. I felt good being here, and i felt good running again. I then thought that i was setting a trail for $G4. I thought that they would like it in this place, and i decided that i should drop flour here and there as i ran. I then though that $G4 was waiting for me at the intersection. I was setting the trail, and they would be following me. I realized that i had to hurry. I started running faster. The road ahead of me curved to the west and started running along an area of green vegetation. The vegetation was dry, with old stems in the middle of the tall green grass. It grew along the northern side of the road. A tall chain-link fence seemed to run along the road, on top of a short hill that was right off the road. The hill rose about a meter from the road before it flattened out. The vegetation to the north was thick enough that i could not see through it. I hurried down the road to the west, staying on the sidewalk, which was now on the northern side of the street. I realized that this was not a good direction in which to go. The road was too straight, and the runners would be able to see where i had gone. They would come after me more easily. I decided that i should put a dead-end on the trail and force everyone to run back to the intersection. I thought about putting “YBF” on the ground, but i decided that it would really be “YF”. I then thought that this trail would have been better if it were planned out in advance. It was hard to set a false trail from the beginning when the trail was being set live. I ran back to the east, thinking that i would have to get out of sight before the runners came from the south. I headed to the east, cutting across the back lawn of a large stone or plaster building that was on the eastern side of the road to the south. A narrow drive ran behind the building, and i thought that i could round the eastern side of the block, out of sight of the runners as they came north. I could then start marking on the main road, just uphill of the intersection. I was in a suburban area now as i reached the main street. The lawns were nicely cut and bright green. The stone building to the west of me, between me and the other street, seemed nicely kept, like an old church or doctor’s office. I could see that the others were no longer at the intersection to the west of me. I started running to the east, heading up the hill, in front of a nicely kept house to the north. I turned to the north again on one of the other streets. The street curved to the east in a gradual turn. It seemed to be paved with cobble stones. Something about this place seemed old, but everything was nicely kept. It felt good to be here. As i ran, i was aware that i had passed a building, which was to the west of me. Once i was to the north of it, i could see another road curving from the west to the south, heading down the western side of the building. I thought that some of the other runners might be coming back down that road. I hoped that they did not see me. I hurried to the north. Thick trees and vegetation were directly to the north of me, but the road curved to the east. The vegetation seemed to be on the northern side of a deep gorge valley. I thought that we wanted to run down the street to the northeast, which would lead along the rim of the gorge. The area to the northeast seemed to slope down into an area where the vegetation was lush. I followed the street as it curved toward the northeast. The building to the east of me seemed like a large civic building, like an old town hall or courthouse. Its front end was on the main road, to the south of us. The street to the north of it was paved with red bricks. I suddenly realized that the bricks formed an oval track. The bricks to the northeast of me fanned out from the eastern corner of the oval. A large tan building was in the middle of the oval, and the bricks ran all the way to the edge of it. I was surprised to see the building. It seemed very nice. I stopped in awe for a moment, looking at the small tan building. Its plaster walls seemed very plain, but it had a steep peaked roof and ribs of buttresses along the outer side. Between the buttresses were tall thin windows of brightly colored stained glass. I felt excited, and i started running around the oval yard, passing to the south of the church-like building as i headed east. I then stopped between the building and the civic building to the south of me. The civic building seemed to be made of gray stone, with thin white columns on the side facing north. I ran to the west again, following the curvature of the brick yard, passing around the western side of the tan building and stopping along the northern side. The thick green vegetation of the gorge edge was just to the north of the brick area, but i looked to the south, at the building. The windows now seemed to be illuminated, and it looked beautiful. I ran to the east, following the curvature of the brick area around the building until i was to the east of the building. I noticed some of the other runners from $G4 running to the northeast, down the street that seemed to be to the east of the building. They turned to glance back at me. One of them seemed to be $F58. They then continued running on the road that i knew ran along the edge of the gorge and slowly descended into the gorge valley. I was still fascinated with the building, so i would have to join them in a moment. I looked at the eastern side of the building now. It was plain, with no windows, but it still had buttress-like structures that protruded from the main wall. The wall was square, and it seemed to rise slightly higher than the peak of the roof to the west of it. The top of the wall was flat, though, making the building seem very plain from this angle. The eastern side of the building seemed to have three doors in it, and people were moving in and out of them. It felt very nice to be here.

I headed to the east through the suburban neighborhood. The land around us seemed very flat, but it sloped up slightly to the east and northeast. I was walking with $Z, and we stopped just after crossing a side street. We were on the northwestern corner of a block, which had green cut grass on it. We had to do something here. People were moving around nearby. A school seemed to be to the southeast of us, in the middle of the block, and $F71 had to do something there. We headed toward the building, which seemed like a modern building with different colored blocks in the same hue. The building was various shades of tan with white blocks. The outside had visible vertical structures that seemed to be metal beams at regular intervals. Between the supports, the lower part of the wall seemed like stone, but it was rough cement. It seemed mostly grayish tan or pale tan, but it had small rectangular shapes of white with rounded corners. The building seemed to form a square, with a large open space in the center. The northwestern corner, where we were, was open, but the vertical beams supported a roof that continued the square. I stopped under the roof as $F71 continued to the southeast. An older woman approached from the west. She was leading some children to the school, which seemed like an elementary school. She seemed like an old stereotype of a teacher. She asked me something, and i replied. I was now standing inside the square of the building, and i could see the building to the north of me as i faced north, talking to the woman. I was then aware of the small children all around me. They were very short, and they seemed to be everywhere. I felt suddenly uncomfortable around them. It seemed that we had been doing something that people would not want children to see. I decided i should leave the area before i offended someone. I headed to the north. I was then inside the long narrow building, in a tan corridor. I headed to the east a little, seeing the brown metal door in the northern wall that led outside. Two people were still talking to the west of me, where the older woman and the child had been. It seemed to be the same two people, but i was no longer talking to them; they were talking to each other. I stepped into a small side corridor. The walls of the corridor were covered with yellowish-tan tiles. The corridor ran a little way to the east, parallel to the main corridor. I felt uncertain about being here, and i had to get out. As i reached the brown metal door, which was in the western side of the northern wall of the side corridor, i noticed the metal keypad to the east of the door. It had large buttons. I remembered typing the code to exit the building before, and i thought that i remembered the code. It started with “14” and then had an “8” and some other buttons in the center and right rows. I felt uncertain. I thought that i could always head back down the corridor to the west. Another door was in the northern wall of the corridor at the western end. This was the door that i had exited through before. I pressed “14” on the keypad of the door to the north of me. Before i could press the “6”, the alarm rang on the door. It sounded like an old bell telephone. I backed away suddenly, not sure what to do. I then decided to finish the code, so i typed in several other numbers. The ringing stopped, but i did not open the door. Instead, i headed to the west to leave though the other door. I did not want to alert the people in this place that i was here.

Something was happening here, and i felt that something was wrong. I stood just to the north of a doorway in the center of the southern wall. The small square room around me was a back corridor of the school building. The lower half of the walls of the small room were covered with pale-green tiles. A doorway was in the eastern half of the northern wall, and i could see a corridor stretching to the north through it. Some people were doing something in the corridor. One man seemed to be a head maintenance man. I then noticed the gray object on the ground to the northeast of me. A door was propped open against the eastern wall, and the rounded gray object was pushed up against the door, as if holding it open. I knew that the object had some significance. It looked like a small clog, made of a heavy dark-gray dense rubber. It seemed to be a little less than a deci long. I picked it up quickly and headed back to the west down the wide corridor, which was to the south of the room i had been in. I had to look for someone. I came to the table where the others were sitting. I was actually someone else, and the person was standing just in front of me. I was seeing things through her perspective. She talked about the object. She seemed like Madonna from the eighties. Two or three other teenagers were sitting at the table. A young man sat on the bench on the western side of the table, and a young woman in eighties clothes sat on the table, with her feet on the bench to the east. She sat very stiffly, with her knees together. She wore a short dark skirt and a black jacket with wide short sleeves and white studs or pins running down the front. Her hair was tied back with lacy scrunchies. Her knees faced southeast, but her torso faced east. She said something about the object, turning her head dismissively. The woman who was I said snidely that the object was a doorstop. I realized that the statement was somewhat derogatory toward the woman on the table to make her seem stupid for dismissing the object. I then started to the west, heading around the northern side of the table. I realized that the comment to the woman on the table was rather harsh, and i thought that i should not have been so rude. I wondered why i would have said something like that. I continued to the west, thinking that i had to find someone. I was then in a corridor to the north of the main corridor. I headed back to the east. The walls again had pale tiles on them. This was a maintenance corridor that ran along the back side of the school, which seemed to be $P7. A corridor ran off to the south. I stopped to look at it. It was narrow, and i thought that it came out at the back end of the corridor from the main hallway. I remembered being in this back corridor a long time ago. I turned my attention to the east and continued down the hall. A small alcove opened to the north, and i turned into it. Two doors were in the northern wall of the alcove, both had glass windows in the upper halfs of them. I had to find someone here to tell them something. I opened the eastern door and stepped into the doorway. I was unsure what i should be doing. A man then appeared to the north of me. He had stepped into view from the corridor to the north, but he was talking to someone to the north of him and had not noticed me. He seemed chubby, and he wore dark-blue denims and a red and white flannel shirt. I thought that he was the head maintenance person. He wore something metal around his belt, which seemed to be a set of keys or tools. He seemed like the person i had seen before. I had to tell him something, but i realized that i was not sure what i wanted to say. I was then aware of someone to the east of me, in the next room. I felt uneasy here. I quickly turned back to the west and left the area before the man could realize that i was here. I was not sure what to say, and i did not want to be here.

12019 November 24

The others tried to pull the boat to the east, but they were having a hard time balancing the boat on the water. We were trying to get the car back to the main shore, which was to the northeast of us, across the lake. I stood on the southern shore, watching the others. I had been doing something with them, and we had been talking about the boat. The black car, which seemed to be a Volkswagen, was on top of the boat, and i hoped that they did not tip the boat and get the car under water. Someone to the south of the boat opened the back door of the black vehicle, which seemed to be an old SUV. The car was facing west. A little splash of water spilled out of the car. I thought that the car must have dipped under water for a short time. $F58 was near the back of the car now, on the eastern side of the boat. she opened up the rear door of the SUV. The door swinged to the south as it opened. I could now see the pale-tan interior of the car. It had a ribbed plastic liner, and the car seemed like an old Jeep. A shallow puddle of water was in the back of the vehicle, but the others tipped the truck to the east, dumping out the water. I hoped that the car did not dip below water level and get too much water in it. I backed away a little on the sandy shore, noticing that the others had pulled the boat close to the shore. The wheels of the car were floating on the water, just above the sandy ground below. We had pulled the car to the shore. I moved to the east as the others pulled the car onto the ground. We were now on a grassy area. I turned to the northeast, noticing the two shallow ruts of the old road. The road arced to the northeast, turning east. We seemed to be on the southern shore of Cayuga Lake, below the grassy area of Cass Park. I thought that we could simply drive the car up the road, but then i remembered that the car was supposed to be on the northern side of the lake. I did not think that it would be a good idea to transport the truck on the boat. I told this to the others, looking at the old road again. It was almost overgrown with the dead grass and weeds that covered the surrounding land. Someone then asked if the road ran all the way back to the main area. I thought about how it would have to head up a hill across a grassy field, heading southeast. I remembered that the hill could get muddy, and i wondered if the car would get stuck there. It did seem like winter, though, so maybe the ground would be frozen or dry.

12019 November 25

I headed back to the north, into the bedroom of my house. The walls of the room and everything in it seemed very white. The bed was under a window in the northern wall. It seemed like a mattress on a frame with no headboard. I was aware of a dresser against the eastern wall. I lay down on the bed on my stomach, facing north. I immediately noticed that the door in the eastern end of the northern wall was ajar. I remembered checking on this door before i left the house, and i remembered closing it. I felt nervous, thinking that someone had come into the house. I quickly got up and pushed the door closed. Some clothing seemed to be on the floor in front of the door. I made sure the door was locked, but i then wondered if the person had come and left some of the other doors unlocked. This bedroom was on the northern end of a hallway on the eastern side of the house. I knew that two other bedrooms were to the east of the corridor. I went into the first room, which seemed to be in the middle of the house. It was a large empty room with off-white walls. I knew that it was the largest of the bedrooms. Two doors were in the northern wall. Both of them were closed, but i had to check them. I checked the one in the western half of the northern wall. It was loose, but it was closed. I made sure that it was locked. I then moved to the east. The other door was now in the northern end of the eastern wall. I pulled on the thin door, noticing that the plexiglas edge of the northern side of the door was loose in the frame. The door was latched, but it was flimsy enough that it could easily be pushed open from the outside. It seemed to be set into a small plastic frame. The northern wall of the frame was made of plexiglas that was held up by thin wooden beams. The door on the eastern side of it slanted toward the house, but it only seemed to be resting on the crude wall to the north. This seemed structure seemed to be an extension to the house, and i thought that it simply could not be secured. It was too flimsy. I left the room, deciding that i would have to lock the door to the room from the hallway. I thought about the smaller room to the south, thinking that i would have to check it as well. I headed back into the main section of the house, thinking that i would have to get ready for school. I would have to hurry. The school seemed to be somewhere to the northeast of where i was. I turned to the west and sat down on the small cart. I immediately started rolling down the street to the west. I was on a hill, and i looked at the trees on the side of the road to the north. Another person was standing on a skateboard to the north of me, rolling down the hill parallel to me. He had his knees slightly bend and stood hunched as he moved. He had long blond hair, and he stared at me as we moved. The road was curving slightly from side to side as it descended the hill. This place was very familiar. I turned to the west to see where i was going. This road seemed like Vly Road, and houses were now on the northern side of the street. I thought that i would be approaching my grandfather’s house. I tried to pay attention to the buildings around me, thinking that something should look familiar. I would have to watch the northern side of the road for my grandfather’s house. I stood up now, still moving to the west. I realized that i had been sitting in a cart and that i was now standing on a moving object. I should be standing on a skateboard, but it did not make sense that i would have been sitting on a skateboard before. I thought that i would have to change the plot so that i was really sitting on a skateboard previously. It would make more sense, though it did not seem consistent with what happened. I then noticed a young boy on the northern side of the street, to the northwest of me. He ran toward me across the cement of the sidewalk. He stopped at the rounded corner and crouched down. He looked at me as he picked up something from the side of the street. The object was against the rounded edge of the curb. Someone was to the east of me now, and that person moved to the southern side of the road. This road now seemed like State Street, heading down hill into town. As i started to pass the boy, he stood up and turned to run back toward the small house to the northwest of him. The house had a small yard to the east of it. As i passed the house, i noticed the people in the back yard, to the west of the house. A thick pale-tan string, which seemed like a soft twine or yarn, ran from the corner where the boy was into the back yard. A pale picket fence ran between the sidewalk and the grassy lawn. The lawn seemed to be filled with a garden, but it was currently empty of plants. A man stood along the fence, holding a bundle or spool of the yarn. He pulled on it, and i could see the length of the string stretching to the corner tighten and lift. Another person was in the center of the yard, to the north of the man. The second man seemed to have another piece of the yarn. Wooden T-shaped supports were in the yard. Two were set up at the western end eastern ends of the long rectangular bed that was closest to the fence. The vertical beam looked like a two by eight, and the top pieces had a flat top but a curved underside. I turned my attention to the north. I was now moving to the north on Vly Road. I had reached the top of the hill and was starting to descend. I must have passed my grandfather’s house. I could see the businesses on the main road at the bottom of the hill. I thought that i would have to go to the bottom of the hill and turn east. I could see a small narrow building on the eastern side of the road, where the road met the main east-to-west road. I remembered the building from before. I was moving fast now, and i would have to turn to the east. I remembered that i had turned down a path that ran through the small building, which seemed like a store. As i approached, i looked at the path. The road curved to the north-northwest a little, and the cement sidewalk ran directly north, hitting the western end of the small building. The building was a row of shops. The building was only about ten meters wide on the western end. It seemed to be made of cement, with a thick metal rounded beam running just under the flat roof. I knew that it had large glass windows on the northern side. I remembered heading into the middle of the shop before. I had headed down the path and stopped in the shop to talk to the woman there. She stood to the west of me as i stood on the path, which seemed to run through the center of the building, with no doors on either side. I was moving very fast now. I looked ahead at the intersection to the northwest of the store. Because the road had turned to the north-northeast and the road to the east went directly east, the corner was sharper than ninety degrees. I was moving very fast, and i thought that i should take the shortcut across the tip of the corner. I then thought that i was actually moving too fast to cut through the store. I felt nervous as i approach. I still felt nervous as i turned to the east and headed into my kitchen, thinking that i had to hurry to get my things ready for school. I tried to think of what i needed. I turned back to the west, thinking that i had to leave now to get to work. I then realized that i did not have my lunch ready. I felt annoyed and upset. I realized that i would be late. I would have to drive myself to work.

12019 November 26

I felt tense and i drove quickly down the highways, which were in the middle of the urban area. I was not sure where i was headed, but i was heading to the east, crossing over a highway. I passed through several intersections. I then realized that one of the intersections had a red light. I tried to stop my car, but it continued to roll through the intersection. I was glad that no cars were coming, and i continued on, hoping that i was going the correct direction. Another red light appeared before me, and i tried to stop again, but my car only slowed down as it passed the intersection. The roads had low cement walls around the edges. I had been visiting $F12 here. It was good to see him, and i enjoyed the visit. I was now traveling to the north, heading back to the airport, but i was still not sure where i was going. I had navigated these highways before, so i hoped that i could choose the correct direction again. Two roads crossed the road i was on, one right after the other. The lights were red. I did not realize this as i passed through the first intersection, but i tried to stop for the second. My car would not stop in time, and i ended up in the middle of the intersection. I felt very frustrated. I drove to the east, accelerating to get out of the intersection. As i passed through the intersection, i glanced to the east. The area seemed to be full of overpasses. One ran along the northern side of the street. A little way down the street, a large green sign said that the road to the east was the highway to Toronto. That was where i was supposed to be going. I remembered turning to the east last time, but i had missed the turn now. Annoyed, i turned my car around and drove back to the intersection. When i reached the intersection, however, i realized that i could not make a left turn from this direction. The lane heading to the south only curved west. I felt upset and frustrated. I followed the road to the west. Thinking that i would now have to drive until i could find a spot to turn around. I felt very upset and did not want to do this anymore. I was then in the apartment with $F12, aware that i did not know how i had suddenly appeared here. I was glad not to be driving the car, but it seemed strange that the plot had changed so suddenly. I spoke to $F12, who was on the western side of the rectangular living room. I was standing on the eastern side. I had to leave to get back to the airport. I felt sad about leaving, but i turned to the east and left the house. My car was parked to the south of the eastern end of the house. It was facing northeast. I was carrying a pizza box with some other food items on top of it. It seemed strange that i was leaving with these items. I opened the trunk of my car, which was actually very narrow. The back end of the car formed a rounded cone. I put the food boxes in, but they would not fit. I wanted to close the trunk so that i did not have to deal with the food, but the box would not fit in the narrow trunk. $F12 then came from the northwest. I closed the trunk of the car as much as i could. The car now seemed to be in a narrow carport, with an old stone wall to the north. $F12 had come in the western end of the carport and stood very near me. I felt very good to be with him, and i would miss him once i left. He leaned against me for a moment. He then backed up and said loudly that he loved me. This surprised me, and i felt a little uncomfortable, thinking that i did not want to make a scene. $F12 moved to the doorway in the middle of the stone wall to the north. He shouted to the north again, saying that he loved me. I felt that he was doing this to make me uncomfortable, and i moved quickly to him and covered him mouth. This situation seemed funny. I then handed $F12 some of the food boxes, but i was still holding the pizza in my left hand. $F12 turned and took the smaller white styrofoam boxes into the house. I thought it would be better if i left the food here. I then realized that i had given him the pizza box but had kept the pizza. This seemed strange. I should have given the pizza to $F12 as well. I looked at the pizza. It started to deform around my hand. I tried to adjust my hand to support the pizza, but it was becoming soft and dough-like. The center of the pizza was tinted dark green. It was a pesto pizza with cheese. I turned to the west as $F12 came back out. I tried to hand him the pizza, but it was melting over my hands.

12019 November 27

I was lying on the bed, which was on the western wall of the bedroom, which seemed like my bedroom. I looked up at the white wall to the east of me, suddenly seeing a bright yellow and white spot of light flash on the wall. It looked like a paint splatter, with a long vertical chord running through it. In an instant, it was covered with a flash of white light. I turned quickly to the window, which was in the western wall, to the north of me. I thought that lightning must have hit somewhere nearby. I did not hear the thunder, though. Instead, more light seemed to flash through the window. I felt worried, thinking that something was wrong. The flashes were very close together, which made the lightning seem intense.

I felt rushed as i tried to collect my things to leave this place. I was in a small room at the entrance of the building, on the southern side of the building. I seemed to be picking up several things from the floor and bringing them to my car, which was to the south. I moved to the north, looking for something. I had been here, and i though that $A750 was somewhere to the north. She had been having an event, and i was here for it, even though i had not spoken to her at the event. I headed to the south, descending the shallow wide stairs that led down from the hall to the north. The things in the room seemed very pale, and they sparkled as though the rough surface had glitter on it. I stopped just short of the doorway in the center of the southern wall. My things were stacked to the east of the door. I had a suitcase and a duffle bag on the floor. I hoped that i had everything. I turned around to the north, noticing the table in the center of the stairs. It had a long metal shiny spike on it. The spike had a thick square shape near the top. It looked like a temporary path light. I realized that several other items were on the table as well. These were things that i was supposed to take with me. Some of the spikes were white and sparkly, some were very plain. One looked like an icicle. I felt disappointed that i had not packed these things up yet. I moved around to the western side of the table, thinking that i would still have to pick up all of these things. I then noticed some long glass items on the northern end of the table. I focused on the small cordial glass that was on the northwestern corner of the table. It had been broken and was missing a large triangular piece from cup. It had been lying on its side, so i picked it up. As i did, i realized that it was part of a set of fine crystal bowls and cups that had been on the northern end of the table and on the shelf to the north. To my surprise, i noticed that many of the pieces had been knocked off of the table. The pieces lay broken on the ground. My mother would be disappointed that the expensive crystal set was broken. I thought that someone from $A750’s event must have brushed against the table when they walked through and knocked the items onto the floor. I was disappointed that they were broken, but i felt suddenly impartial about it, thinking that i did not want to have to take care of them anyway. I then thought about $A750, who was somewhere to the north or northwest of me, in another room. I remembered that the event was mostly in a large ballroom to the north, and i had come from that room, headed to the south in a corridor on the eastern side of the building, and then turned to the west to get to this hallway. I felt sad, thinking that i wanted to say something to $A750, but i did not think that it would be appropriate for me to do so. I liked being here at her event, but i had not interacted with her. I felt bad about this. I then sat down on the bench that was against the northern wall of the room. The woman sat down to the east of me. I looked at her, talking about $A750. The woman looked a little like $A750. I thought that she might be $A750’s mother or older sister. The woman had straight shoulder-length black hair, and she wore a tan coat. She leaned forward as we chatted, and she stared to the south, not looking directly at me. I mentioned that $A750 had stopped talking to me, and i said that i did not understand why. I said that i had wanted to try to keep in touch, but i said that it had been a time when everyone else was leaving me. The woman seemed to think about this, and then she said that $A750 had stopped interacting with me because i had not tried to change. I realized that she was saying that i did the same things in my life over and over and never tried to change for the better. I knew that i wanted to do something better, but i knew that she was right. I felt depressed and upset. I was not sure what i should do.

I had been visiting this small town, which seemed to be up in a forested mountain. The mountain ascended to the east and northeast, and the town was snuggled between two feet of the peak, and it seemed to be to the northeast of where i was. I knew that it was composed of many small buildings, but i could not see them through the pine trees. I said something about the town to my father, who was with me. We then turned to the south and started to head back. The land descended steeply to the south of us now. We were in an open space, where the lawn around us seemed to be trimmed. I stopped just before drop-off to the south. I said something to my father about the man to the south. He had been running away from the area, and we were following him. The grassy lawn ended about a meter to the south of us, at a cement reinforcing wall. The wall was about a half meter thick and seemed to be around two meters tall. The land at the bottom of it sloped up to the east, where the grassy area below met the grassy area above, about five meters away. A short bushy pine tree grew just above the wall to the east of me, and i could see the rocky mountain peaks in the distance to the east. Most of the land seemed to be scrub or alpine brush. The ground to the south of us had been covered with gravel, where a road from the south ended. The road extended to the south, between two buildings, which seemed like houses. The road ended under the wall in a wide parking area, which had dirt and grass covering most of the gravel. A large wooden chalet seemed to be to the northwest of us, slightly uphill from us. I started to the south, down the road at the bottom of the wall. My father had gone ahead of me, but i had helped my grandmother down the wall. She followed me as i walked along the western side of the street. The large white modern wood house on the western side of the street seemed close to the road. A man stood in front of it as we approached. I looked at the muddy dirt of the road in front of the house. The dirt was soft, but still held its form in two ruts, which formed the road. In the western rut, i saw the large footprint. It was the print of a walking sneaker, and i remembered seeing the man step in the mud here from on top of the wall. I pointed out the footprint to my grandmother, reminding her of what we had seen from the wall. She agreed. I stepped into the footprint with my right foot. The print was very large, about a meter long. I was surprised at the size. It had also sunk about two decis into the ground, forming a hole with slanted sides. This seemed strange. I was aware of the man from the house to the southwest of me as i looked at the print. I then decided to continue to the south. I followed the road, walking along the sidewalk to the corner. I then entered the small building, which seemed like a hotel room. My father was already here. I looked back to the northeast to see my grandmother approaching the corner. I had crossed the street ahead of her. My father said that we should be leaving and asked where my grandmother was. I motioned to the northeast, saying that she was coming. I then thought that i should go back to help her across the street. I thought that i should not have left her to move ahead. I turned back to the south. My father said that we should get some lunch here. I thought about the towns in the area. I knew that there would be a place in this town to eat, but my father had suggested that we go to the town to the south. I asked him if he wanted to eat here, but then i said that there was probably not much good around here. He agreed and said that he thought it would be better to eat in the larger town. I agreed, picturing the towns in my mind. We were to the southwest of the small mountain town. The town was uphill from us, in the nook of the mountain peak. Another town was to the south of it, but the main road ran south of where we were, so we would have to travel on that road and then head east to get to it. The larger town that we were thinking about seemed to have white buildings in a cluster around the intersection of two main roads. It was directly to the south of us, and it seemed to spread up all four of the roads that departed from its center.

12019 November 29

I moved around the room of the house, excited to be here. I had just purchased this house, and i liked the way it looked. It had nice new woodwork on the walls. I headed to the east, across a large empty living room. A fireplace was against the northern wall. It stood out about a meter from the dull white wall, and molding an along the wall and around the fireplace, crossing just above the open of the fireplace. A polished wood mantle was above the wood trim. Decorative carved wood descended from the mantle on either side of the opening, crossing through the wood molding. I turned to the southeast. A kitchen was in the southeastern corner of the room. It had shelfs full of things on the eastern and southern walls. I moved to the sink, which was in front of a small window in the southern wall. The cabinets and shelfs were all made of nicely polished wood. The woman to the east of me said something about the house. I looked up at the small cubbyholes that lined the sides of the windows in the wooden cabinets. Each small square hole was filled with a jar. The jars had various types of lids, some white plastic and others metal, and they were all labeled with some kind of spice in them. I told the woman that all of these spices were in the house when i bought it. I looked at the jars, reading the labels. I was fascinated by how many jars there were. I looked at the cubbyholes over the window and down the eastern side. Then i looked at all of the jars lying on shelfs along the eastern wall. There were so many different spices here. I was excited to have them. I moved around the house again, excited with the idea that i could make the place nice. I then thought of my old house, feeling suddenly sad that i had left it. I wondered why i had. I then remembered that i had added a deck onto my old house when i moved in. I wondered if i could add a deck on to this house. I was then standing to the west of the small white house, looking at the western end of it. I did not think that i would be able to add a deck on to it easily. The first floor seemed to be at ground level, so there was really no room for a deck. It would have simply been a porch. I felt a little annoyed by this. I moved to the north a little, looking down the long alley behind the house. I house now seemed very long east to west. This seemed strange. I then thought that other people would be living in the house, as thought the house were divided into separate houses. I was then back inside the house. Other people moved to the north, passing to the east of me in the small room with white walls. The people seemed popular, and i thought that they were the president’s family. They had some relation to Richard Nixon. The woman in the white jacket stopped to the north of me, looking around the room. They would be staying here. A large man in a black suit stood to the northeast of me. He seemed to be the bodyguard. I said something negative about Nixon, and the bodyguard moved toward me. I did not feel threatened, but i knew that i would have to be careful around the people here. I smiled and dismissed the man, saying something jokingly to the woman. I then left to the south and headed east down the hallway. I turned north into another room, thinking about the famous people here. I did not think that they should be here, and i knew that they would want me to be supportive of them, but i did not feel that they were nice people.

12019 November 30

I was running with $G4, and i stood in the group on the northern side of the area. We had been gathered for an event, and we had come to this area from the north. A body of water seemed to be to the south of us. $F57 was with the group, and he said something to me. I chatted with him for a moment before he ran off to he southeast. I said something to the others and then started running. The ground was open, and it seemed to slope down gently toward the water. The land was covered with snow. I came to the area on the eastern side of the body of water. The water here seemed to be a small narrow bay. The others had come to the northern shore and would be following me along the northern shore to this end of the bay. $F57 and the others had run off to the southeast from here, but i could see some trail marks to the east, along the shore on the southern side of the bay. I then realized that someone was to the south of me as well. The person to the south seemed to have set the trail around the southern shore of the bay. I thought that the trail looped out on a peninsula and then came back to the east, turning south just to the south of where i was. I wondered if i should cut across the end of the loop or do the actual trail. I looked to the west, along the southern shore. I could see a series of purple or dark-blue marks in the snow at regular intervals. I realized that the person setting trail had created several marks that we were supposed to stop at. I decided to run to the west, and i stopped at the first mark in the snow. It looked like an inverted exclamation mark, with the dot on the top. The next mark looked like a V with a dot over the top of it. I realized that we were supposed to urinate at these marks. The first mark was for men, and the second mark was for women. I passed the marks, looking at the third. I was aware that a group of people was just to the northwest of me now, on the opposite shore of the bay. I had run past the last two marks, but i thought that i should stop at the third. I paused and pretended to urinate. I knew that the people behind me could see me, and i did not want them to think that i was skipping stops that had been set along the way. I stood, facing south, but i did not have to urinate. I was aware that the people behind me were watching me, and i started laughing. I turned to them as i bent over with laughter, saying that i was too drunk to urinate. I was not really drunk, but i was pretending to be. It felt fun to be here. I then ran to the east again. Another runner was ahead of me, and he stopped at the next mark, which was a sign on a white board. I stopped to look at the stick-figure drawing of a man with some words to the west of it. I realized that the sign was describing someone, and i told the others that he was not at this run. The man seemed to be $A787.