ZUDEMA

12023 May 01

I moved to the east, down the all of the large building. I had jumped over something, and i was floating to the lower surface to the south of me. I had to control the speed at which i descended so that i did not land too hard. I was able to control my descent as i fell. This was not something usual. I focused on what i was doing as i jumped over another object and fell to the ground below. I was then in a hallway that seemed to be on an upper floor of the building. A woman was to the east of me, in the hallway, and i stood just to the north of a railing. I seemed to be in a stairwell of small atrium. The walls were off white, and the railing seemed to be pale polished wood. The hallway was only about three meters wide, and it opened on the southern side to the rectangular shaft in the center of the building. I stepped over the railing, thinking that i would jump down to the next level in the same way that i had jumped down the other sections of stairs. The woman seemed startled, and i was amused by her reaction. I knew that she would be impressed that i could control my descent. I jumped from the outside of the railing, turning to the southeast as i descended. I focused on slowing my descent, and i could feel my acceleration slowing. After a moment, my speed seemed to slow a little as well. I fell past another floor and looked down at the blank floor under me. As in approached, i focused on slowing down. I landed on the ground, feeling the pressure in the muscles of my legs as i came to a partial crouch to absorb the shock. The sensation felt unusual. I stood up and walked to the southeast, where a corridor ran to the east from the bottom of the atrium.

12023 May 03

The others were starting to leave to the north of me, and i started gathering my things to get ready to go. I was in the small room of the apartment, which seemed to be on a second floor. The rectangular room we were in seemed to be divided into two section, and i moved into the southern section to get my things together. I was aware of the others to the north of me. They now seemed to be outside on the ground, heading west. A lower part of the building seemed to extend from the building along the western side of the apartment that i was in. It seemed to have a dull-gray metal roof that had runoff fins. I stepped into the small southern part of the room. A metal door seemed to be on the western side of the room, and it seemed like an elevator door. I was aware of some of the people to the west of me, walking to the south, into the larger building, which now seemed like an airport. I thought that i had to shower so that i could leave with them. I thought of the woman, and i saw a small doll or rendering of her on the metal counter to the south of me. The doll was a little over a deci tall, and it faced south so that i could only see its back. The woman wore a purplish-blue dress with long sleeves. Her red hair was combed back and straight down her back, with a flat ponytail down the center. I realized that she was dressed up, and i wondered if i would need to dress up to go with the others as well. I turned to the east, now back in the larger part of the room. A small kitchen area seemed to be to the east of me. I had my backpack on top of the counter, and i was putting things into it. I had collected all of my things as was putting them in the bag. I carried the bag to the west, dropping it on the counter that ran along the southern wall of the room. I looked back to the north, where the others had gone. This apartment seemed to belong to $A42. I had come here to visit him. The others had already left, and now seemed to be to the west, and i felt that i had to hurry to catch up to them. I put something down on the counter, to the east of my bag as someone came into the room to the west of me. I looked up at the man, greeting him. I then focused on the object that i had put on the counter. It was a short red object that had a tall thin metal spout stretching up from it. I wondered suddenly why i had taken it. It looked like a faucet, and it made no sense for me to have taken it. I wondered why i had grabbed it. I picked it up, looking at the black plastic around the bottom, just under the red rim. I carried it back to the east, where a double sink was in the counter to the south of me. I had turned it over as i walked, looking at the shape of the bottom. The black plastic had a lever on the side that seemed to control a suction cup. The bottom was oval on one side, but had a rounded square side on the back, where the lever was. I looked at the sink, noticing an opening of the same shape. The opening had metal separating sections of it, and i realized that the small end of the lever, which controlled the suction cup, fit into the opening in the counter. I put the faucet back on the opening and turned my attention back to the west, where the other man was. I said something to him as i got my things ready to leave.

12023 May 05

I stood on the northern end of the area with the group of people. We had been doing something here, and we were now standing along a low barrier, facing north. A steep hill seemed to be to the north, but the land to the north of us also seemed to be an open field with pale ground. The people chatted with one another as they looked off to the north to do something. The barrier to the north of us seemed to be a line of string that was suspended by wooden stakes that were a little less than a meter tall. Three or four other lines of string seemed to run parallel to the first one, forming rows about a meter wide. The people were standing in the various rows. I was just to the west of the middle of the area, facing northeast as i talked to some people. I was interested in what was happening here, but i felt as though i should take a break. I spoke to the person near me as i turned to the south. A few rows of string and several other people were with me. People stood in the row to the south of me as i crouched down and then sat on the ground. I was talking to the person to the east of me. A small white shaggy dog trotted to the east in the row to the south. I saw it coming as it was to the southeast of me. The dog seemed like a Scottish terrier with thick long white hair. I smiled at the dog. As it was to the south of me, i barked quietly to the dog to get its attention. The dog jumped back to the southeast, startled by the sound. It quickly dropped its head and seemed very frightened. I felt suddenly upset, and i indicated to the person to the east of me that i had frightened the dog. I called to the dog in a soft voice, trying to comfort it. I apologized and leaned forward to try to pet it. The dog continued to the west, though, still scared. I felt bad.

12023 May 06

I had been following the group of people, who seemed like $G4. We had been moving through an urban area. We were now stopped to the east of a large building. I felt that i had to get going, and i said something to the people that i was talking with. The others had paused the run for a moment as they gathered here. I started to move to the northeast, thinking that i had somewhere to be. The others started moving off to the west, into the large opening in the gray stone building. I felt that i had something to do separate from the run. I hoped that no one minded that i was wandering off. I felt a little awkward leaving like this. A woman moved to the east of me. She was heading out of the group as well. She was now on a bicycle, though it seemed like a tricycle. The others walked to the west, and the woman circle to the east of me and then to the north. I said something to her as she maneuvered the tricycle to the west. She seemed to be $A846. We were in a driveway that led from the large opening in the building to the west. The woman was having difficulty pedaling the tricycle, which seemed like a Big Wheel. The plastic frame seemed white. I watched her struggle to turn it to the southwest. She was on a sidewalk that was elevated about a deci from the driveway where i was. She headed to the edge so that she could get back onto the pavement and ride west. I moved to help her as she rolled over the curb and onto the asphalt. I then looked more closely at the tricycle. It had two small rear tires that looked like regular bicycle tires. The front tire also looked like a bicycle tire, but it was the same size as regular bicycle tire, with a white rim inside. The frame of the tricycle now seemed very thin. I watched the tricycle as the woman started pedaling to the west.

I moved to the east, into the center of the room where the others were gathering. We had been doing something to the northwest. A man was talking to me, and he moved to the south of me. He said that he was nervous about another man. I looked around the room at the people coming in from the opening in the western end of the northern wall. I noticed a group of men standing near the northern end of the western side of the room. Everyone was dressed in suit coats. One man who was sitting in a chair, facing east seemed to be $A279. A group of men were standing to the northwest of him, talking to each other. The people here seemed like $G3. I focused on a tall young man in the center of the group. He was smiling as he spoke. He had short light-brown hair and a familiar face. His cheeks blushed as he smiled. The man to the south of me started talking to me again. He seemed worried about something here, and i felt a relation to him. He then told me that the other man was going to do something to him, and he seemed worried about it. I felt concern for the man to the south of me, and i looked up to the north to see to whom he was referring. The young man in the blue suit coat stood on the northern side of the room now. He was still smiling cheerfully as he spoke to some of the others. A thick square support column was now to the northwest of me in the small room. The young man must have walked from the western side of the column, where i had seen him before, to the east. He was standing just to the east of the column now. I realized that the man to the south of me was referring to the young man, and i wondered why the young man was a threat. The man to the south seemed to imply that the young man would kill him. I watched the young man. He was now wearing a white suit coat with thin pale-blue stripes down it. He chatted happily with someone to the southeast of him as he slowly stepped to the south. He approached me, heading just to the west of me. I noticed a crest-shaped pin on his left lapel. It was about halfway down the man’s chest. I thought that it might be a symbol of $G3, and i tried to focus on it as the young man approached. I wondered if he was a member of $G3 as well. I thought i could mention to him that i was a member as a way to introduce myself to him. As he passed to the west of me, i reached out and touched the pin on his lapel, still trying to see what it was. He stopped to the southwest of me and turned around. He seemed more threatening now, and he seemed angry that i had stopped him. I was going to ask him if the brass-colored pin with enamel-paint designs on it was from $G3, but i noticed writing on his right lapel. The writing seemed to be pale gray on the white suit, and it started with the word “Sigma”. I thought that he was actually part of a fraternity, so he would not have been part of $G3. I smiled at the man politely and let him go. Something about him felt uncomfortable now.

12023 May 07

I moved through the second floor of my parents’ farmhouse. I was thinking about the gathering that people from my high school were having. My parents seemed to mention it, and i felt that i should go, but i thought that i was doing something else at that time. I was annoyed that i could not make the dinner part of the event, but i wondered if i could show up later to talk to people. I was interested in seeing some of the people again. I turned to the west and started walking up the short gravel driveway. The driveway rose slightly as it passed through an opening in the tall cement wall. The wall seemed to have wide square caps on the ending columns. I thought that the building beyond the wall was to the southwest and that the cars would be parked to the north and northwest of the house. I could not see the parking lot, but it seemed small and tightly packed with cars. This place seemed rural. A man was to the west of me, and he greeted me. He was someone that i had known, and i thought that he was $A43. He talked with me for a moment, and then he turned to the south and started jogging down the shallow hill of the street. I started jogging with him. I thought that we would be jogging around a park area for a little while. I then realized that i was still wearing my backpack. I could feel it over my left shoulder. I called to $A43, who was still jogging to the south, telling him that i wanted to drop off my things at the house. I turned to the west and walked into the small parking lot. People were coming out of the eastern end of the northern side of the building, to the south of me. They seemed to be finished with dinner, and they were heading out. I thought that i could join them for something. I moved along the side of the building, stopping just to the west of the door. The others were to the west of me, moving around one of the cars in the lot. A man was then to the north of me. He said something to me, and i responded. He looked old, with a rectangular face and wavy pale-gray hair. He had a short beard of the same pale gray. I realized that he was $A43, and i was surprised that he looked so old. I glanced to the west, noticing that the others were now in a small passenger van. They were leaving to head back, and i was disappointed that they were not doing anything more after the dinner. I had wanted to see them, but it seemed that they were all leaving. A man then said something to me from the driver’s seat of a minivan, which was to the west of the bus. I responded, and the woman in the passenger’s seat told me that they lived near Ithaca. I wanted to talk to the people in the passenger van, but i responded to the man in the truck. I did not recognize him, but i thought that he was probably someone that i had known, and the woman would have been his wife. I tried to act interested in what they were saying, but i really wanted to hang out with the others. I asked about where they were from, asking for the specific location near Ithaca. The woman mentioned the name of the town as the truck backed out of the parking space to the west and stopped, facing east. I had not heard of the town before, and i asked them where it was. As the truck started off to the east, the woman said “California”. I felt annoyed, telling them that i was from New York. I realized that they must have been talking about Ithaca, California. The others in the passenger van had already left, and i would not be able to spend time with the people from the even. I felt disappointed.

12023 May 09

The others were having an event to the west of me, and i wanted to go to the event. I looked to the west. $A615 and $A649 were standing with some other people. $A615 was facing north, laughing about something with someone else. I thought that $A456 and $A499 were also with the group of people, and i wanted to see them again. It seemed like a while since i had seen $A499 and $A456. I was surprised that they were here. I started walking to the west to join the group, but i felt that i was going to be late. An asphalt path ran to the west from where i was to where $A615 was standing. I was walking, but i started to slowly jog, hoping to get there before the area was closed. I noticed a rectangular bar across the path that i was on. It seemed to be a barrier, and i thought that it might be closed before i got there. Bushes and trees in the land around the path, and manicured lawn seemed to run between them. A narrow metal pale-blue suspension bridge seemed to cross a river to the north of the path, and the others were standing on it. $A615 was still looking north, at the others. I thought that $F42 might close off the area as the performance started. $F42 seemed to be somewhere to the west, just to the south of the path. I focused on the black bar that crossed the path. A faint reddish cloud started glowing just above the bar, a little to the south of the center of the bar. I thought that it was some kind of electronic barrier that would prevent people from entering. I remembered this force field from before. I tried to hurry before it closed. A man ran past me, passing on the north. He ran across the northern side of the bar. I thought that the electronic barrier must be closing from the south to the north, so i ran over the northern end of the bar to get in. I was then to the north of the path, on the bridge. I talked with the others as we started floating down the river to the east. I seemed to be floating in a low boat or inner tube. I talked to the others here. Something felt awkward, and i was unsure what to do. I spoke to the person to the north of me. $A499 seemed to be just to the southwest of me. I felt that we should stop what we were doing. I was in the water with my legs down, and i grabbed the edge of the flume, which now seemed to be a wide half-pipe. I stopped our movement to the east by holding on to the edge. I then started pulling myself back to the west, dragging the boat it was in with me. I pulled hand over hand, and another person was in the boat with me. As we reached the place where we had started, the edge of the tube curved upward. This was the loop that we had traveled through. I remembered it as i pulled myself along the edge. The edge curved to the south and then east, and i found myself in a tight loop with my head facing up. I was aware of the other person below me as i maneuvered my body around in a circle until i was facing north again. This seemed strange.

I looked at the large canvas panting in my right hand, which i held near my waist. I walked slowly to the east on the path that ran along the southern side of the area. People seemed to be in the area to the north and northeast of me, and they seemed to have some kind of art market or flea market. A man stood to the north of me, and a shorter woman stood to the west of him. He indicated the painting that i was holding and said something about it. I had picked the painting from a collection at one of the tables, and i wanted to buy it. I felt uncertain about something, though. I thought that i would pick up a second painting as well. I held the large one in my right hand. It had a white background, and the foreground seemed to be scattered with brown shapes. The man to the north of me talked about the painting, and i was holding both panting in my right hand now. I thought about the painting as i walked to the east.

12023 May 11

It seemed to be late at night, and i was hanging out with several other people. $A42 was with us, and he seemed to be to the north of me somewhere. It seemed to be late in the evening, and i felt tired. I thought that i should head home. $F71 was with me, and both of us had been sleeping here. I could hear $F71 snoring to the north of me. We were sleeping in a large bed that was against the eastern wall of the room. I was on the western side of the bed. I looked to the north, thinking that we should leave this place. I rolled to the east to tell $F71 that we should go, but he was not there. I felt confused. I realized that he was actually to the north of me, lying with his head to the east on the bed. I woke him up so that we could go. The scene changed, and $F71 was now to the south of me. We were lying on the ground outside the building now. I had been in a sleeping bag, and i lifted my head to see to the south. We seemed to be sleeping in a loading bay of the building, on a cement platform along the western wall of the bay. To the south of the building was a paved area. Another building was about seventy meters to the south of us. A few cars were parked along the side of the building, to the southeast of us. The cars were facing west. I was still lying on the ground with my head up, and $F71 was lying on the ground to the south of me. Several police officers in dark-blue uniforms were approaching us from the southeast. I realized that they were walking carefully, trying not to make any noise. They had their guns drawn and were pointing them in our general direction. I felt nervous, and i watched them as they approached. I did not want to make any sudden moves. The officers seemed to be headed to the door of the building, which i knew was to the north of us. They passed to the east of us as they entered the bay. One of the offices paused near us and looked down at $F71. I hoped that they did not hurt him. I lifted my head to let the officer know that we were sleeping here. He noticed me but did not seem to be concerned with us. I worried that they would arrest us, but they passed by and disappeared. I little while later, another man came toward us from the southeast. He wore shabby clothing, and i realized that he was homeless. I again stayed still as he came close. He bent down over us and started feeling my side. I thought that he was trying to rob us and was looking for things in our bags. I rolled toward him, hoping that the motion would scare him away. I felt annoyed with the man. I stood up, but he had already left the area. I checked my pockets to make sure that the man had not taken anything. I was disappointed to discover that my left pocket was empty. I felt my other pockets, trying to figure out where my wallet was. I felt annoyed, and i looked around on the ground where i had been sleeping. I remembered that it had been stuck to my pants in a velcro pocket. I thought that it was a small pocket, and i wondered if the wallet was still in it. I stood up, thinking that i should wake $F71. I looked around at the cement platform where we had sleeped, surprised that we had sleeped here. I wondered why we would have sleeped outside. I moved to the north a little to gather my things from the ground. We had to leave. I picked up my cell phone, annoyed that it seemed to be broken. The screen had been folded in half. I complained about it as i showed it to $F71. We moved to the north, entering the old office building. The lights were dim, and the building seemed to have been abandoned. We were in a long east-to-west corridor that ran along the southern side of the building. The northern wall of the corridor had several areas that were recessed to the north, where other corridors or doors were. It felt strange to be in the office building, and i thought that we probably should not be in the building. I stopped for a minute as $F71 move to the north of me. I heard some muffled sounds to the south. I looked to the southwest of me to see people moving down the corridor to the west. They were to the south of the corridor, in another corridor that was separated by a glass wall. They joked and fooled around with each other as they walked to the west. I thought that the were here for the dentist office, which was one of the few offices open on a Saturday. I looked a little to the southeast, and i could see another group of people near an outside hall of the building. The wall to the south of them was also glass, and it let in bright diffuse light. The other people seemed young, and their clothing was wet. I remembered this type of event from before. I thought that they were performing some kind of initiation ceremony for the new members. I had never been in the initiation before, but i knew about them. I told $F71 that i remembered this type of thing. I focused on a man on the northwestern side of the group, who was wearing a T-shirt. He had blond hair, and he was nicely muscled. I turned back to $F71 and started talking about this place. I then realized that i did not have my jacket with me. I pictured it as an orange puffy jacket. I looked at my cell phone, which was still in my left hand. It was still broken, so i would not be able to use it to search the area for things. I felt disappointed. I turned to the east and walked back down the hallway to see if i had left my coat outside. I stopped and looked at the area on the cement platform to the south where we had been sitting. My jacket was not there. I felt upset that i had lost it. I wondered if it was somewhere in the building. I turned to the north to see a man sitting against the northern wall of the corridor. He was shirtless and seemed nicely built. He was talking to a woman, who was sitting to the west of him. I headed down the corridor, to the west. I felt annoyed that i would have to search for my jacket. I then spotted something orange on the ground to the northwest of me. I moved toward it, but it seemed to be a blanket and not my jacket. I was upset that i could not find my jacket, and i continued to look for it.

12023 May 12

I headed to the southwest, through the densely forested area. I was trying to get to someplace, but i was following the paths on the ground. I looked down at the dirt, but i could not distinguish any trodden path. I thought that i was going in the correct direction, but i was not that sure. I turned a little to the west, watching the ground for signs of a trail. I felt uneasy, not quite sure where i was going. I started to worry that i was heading in the wrong direction. I had to get back to the place. I then crossed a narrow area of ground that seemed tan and sandy. It ran to the southeast. I was glad that i had come across one of the designated paths. I felt as though i had to solve the path back to the place. It seemed easier to follow the sandy trail to the southeast, but i wondered if i was on the correct trail. The land then sloped down to the south, and the sandy trail ran southeast across the slope. The underbrush cleared, and i could see the small depression in the ground to the southeast of me. The sandy trail crossed several other trails, forming an asterisk-like shape on the ground. There seemed to be four paths crossing at the same point. I stopped to the north of the intersection, looking down at it. I wondered how i could tell which path to follow. I felt confused. I tried to remember which direction i had to travel in, but i realized that the scene had changed, and i was not quite as familiar where the sun was anymore. I started to feel worried, realizing that i had not been able to keep track of which direction i had been headed. I moved to the south, looking around the area. The sun seemed to be high in the sky to the southwest of me, but the sky was gray with clouds, so i could only see a hazy glow in that direction. I felt lost, and i looked around for a moment. The other person was to the south of me now, and i said something to him about where we had to go. I then notice a car moving to the east beyond him. The main road ran across the hill to the south of us, and i could see it clearly from here. I pointed this out to the man, saying that the road was obviously to the south of us. I knew that we had to get back to the building, and i wondered if it was to the east or the west on the road. The road seemed to descend slightly to the west, and i thought that the building was probably to the west, but i then felt unsure. I asked the others were we should go. $A812 seemed to be to the southeast of me, and a few others seemed to be to the north and northwest of me. I wondered if we would be able to walk down the road to the place, or if we would have to stay on the paths in the forest. I thought that taking the road might be cheating. I thought about the place that we had to get to. It seemed to have a name. Someone said the name, but i seemed to be looking at it. It seemed like “university”, but the last part was spelled like “city”. I focused on the “city” part, trying to understand it. Something about the place seemed significant.

I heard the noise, and i turned to the north to look. The whistling sound was coming from a tea kettle, though the sound seemed more like a rushing of air than a whistling. I realized that the cap on the spout had not been closed properly, so the steam was not rushing through the whistle part of the cap properly. I adjusted it and turned off the heat. The people were talking around me, and i turned to the southeast, trying to remember something. The people were talking about the organization, and it seemed to be special. To the southeast of me was a sign. The sign seemed to be a self-standing structure of shapes with a sky-blue background. The shapes were thin, forming uppercase letters, and they seemed almost in silhouette. I noticed that the last four letters of the word spelled out “city”, and i remembered that the rest of the word was something like “university”. I focused on the sign. Someone was standing just behind it now, watching me in question. I realized that the middle of the word was hard to read. A shape, like the hilt and guard of a sword, was near the center of the word. This shape represented the letter T, and the letter I was just before it. A gap seemed to be after the T and before the word “city”, but i realized that another letter must be hidden in the darkened area that was the gap. I focused on the gap, noticing that the letter was an I. I could not quite see the beginning of the word, but i pieced together what i had witnessed and come up with the name “Uniticity”. I thought that this sounded right, though i was still uncertain about the beginning of the word. The “city” part of the word seemed important. I turned to the southwest, noticing the shops on the southern side of the street. I knew that one of the shops near the western end of the street was important to this idea. A woman was near the shop. A man then came from the north, and i turned my attention to him. I remembered from the story that he had not been talking to the woman. Something had happened earlier, and the man had removed himself from what had been happening. I wondered if he would try to reconnect with the others to the west. He walked up to the woman stiffly, as though he did not want to do something. I thought that he had given her something. The man then turned and started walking back to the east. He still did not want to be with this group. Another man was to the west, and i was surprised that the first man did not say anything to the second man. I thought that he must still be angry with the second man, even though he had said something to the woman. The second man seemed disappointed, and he grinned as he started following the first man. The second man now seemed like Dean Winchester. He tried to get the first man’s attention, and he threw something at the first man. It also seemed as though he had pushed the first man on the back of his shoulders to get his attention. The movement was rough, but i could see that Dean was joking around to try to be friendly to the first man. The man fell over suddenly, hitting against a table that was in one of the dining booths on the southern wall. The southern wall was now full of booths, and people were in the booths eating. A few tables also seemed to be on the wall to the west of where the man fell. The man dropped to the floor, seemingly unconscious. Dean stopped. He was wearing a brown canvas jacket, and he was to the northwest of where the man fell. All at once, the people in the booths and tables move to surround the fallen man. They crouched and knelt around him to see if he was okay. Dean backed up, his expression aghast. The scene froze for a moment as the people huddled around the unconscious man stared at the fallen man. The scene seemed strange. The people had move so suddenly into their positions, and they were not crouching so that they all could be seen from my perspective. After a second or so of no motion, the people around the fallen man turned to look at Dean. I knew that he had not intended to hurt the man, and he looked uncomfortable and nervous. He turned to the west and ran away. I thought that he should not have done this.

12023 May 14

I was in the kitchen on the eastern side of the house. I had to get ready to leave for an event, and i was looking for something to eat. It seemed to be early in the morning. I moved around on the western side of the peninsula counter, which extended from the eastern wall. This kitchen seemed like the kitchen in my parents’ farmhouse. I moved to the north and opened up the refrigerator, which was against the western wall of the room. I found something that seemed like a larger breakfast meal than i would normally eat. It seemed to have jelly or syrup on it. I would have to eat it quickly so that i could get going.

I stepped to the east, into the small room. I was trying to get ready to leave, and i was in a house with my parents. My mother seemed to be to the southwest of me, in another room. A closet was in the eastern wall of the room. It had a door on the southern side of the wall, and the northern side seemed to be covered with glass or plexiglas. I could see into the closet as i stood outside. A low stack of boxes formed a platform to the north of the door, along the clear wall of the closet. I had placed an envelope for my mother on the boxes, and i had to get it. I reached into the closet with my right hand, trying to grab the envelope, but it as too far to the north for me to reach from outside the closet. I would have to step into the closet. I stepped into the closet and turned to face west. The closet seemed cluttered with things, and it was difficult to move. I had knocked over a box with my leg as i passed, and the box fell to the south. It had been on the stack of boxes near the window, and it fell against a cabinet that formed a wall just to the north of the door. I picked up some of the papers that had fallen out of the box. They were printed sheets, and they had my mother’s name on some of them. They seemed like bills or receipts. Some were folder into half-letter envelopes. I looked at them as i held them in my left hand. I realized that these were not the sheets of paper that i had been looking for. These were all things that my mother had put here. I hoped that i did not mess up her sorting when i disturbed the boxes by walking through them. I put the handful of papers back down on the floor, stuffing them vertically between the other fallen papers and the lid of a cardboard box, which was against the southern cabinet. My envelope and letter should have been on top of the stack of boxes to the north of the fallen boxes. I reached to the northwest, finding the letter on the flat surface of the file boxes.

I moved quickly to the south and then turned to the west, heading down the hallway. I had to get something done. I stopped in the middle of the hallway, were the machine was. It seemed like a xerograph machine. I started doing something in the machine. A woman passed to the north of me, and a younger woman or girl was with her. The girl seemed to be in her late teens. I said something to the woman, and the girl responded. I started talking to both of them. The girl then said something to me, and i joked about it, saying that i was less of something that she was. The woman and girl had stopped about four meters to the northwest of me. They were facing west, doing something. The girl stood to the north of the woman. The girl answered me, and i said that i was lazier than her. It was a joke. I looked at the open newspaper in front of me, thinking that i should pretend not to read it to emphasize how lazy i was. The girl responded with another example of being lazier than i. I retorted by asking her if she thought about it. When she said that she did, i told her that i did not. This was an example of me being lazier. I stared vacantly up at the ceiling as part of the joke. This joke then seemed awkward. It seemed strange that i was making these types of jokes with someone.

12023 May 15

I left the area where the other people were and started walking to the south, along the western side of the small park. The park seemed to be in an old suburban area. The ground seemed to slope down slightly to the south. I thought about the others that i had been doing something with. A person was standing in the middle of the park, talking to someone on a cell phone. The person seemed like a woman, and the person was talking about a member of a group. I realized that she was talking about the group that i had been with. I listened as she described the person, and i know about whom she was talking. I did not want the person to think that i was listening to the conversation, but i wanted to hear what the person had to say about our group, so i walked slowly to stay close enough to listen. I turned to the south at the end of the block, starting down the street that ran along the southern side of the park, heading east. The person on the phone then mentioned me by name, but the person did not say much about me. I continued to the east. As i turned to the north past the eastern edge of the park, others started to join me. I remembered them from other areas of the store that i had been in before. They moved close to me, and i knew that they were joining the others and me in something. It felt good to have their support. I turned to the southeast as they gathered around me. A tall thin woman stood to the east of me, facing south. She had along neck and an angular face. Her curly hair stuck out around the sides of her head. She grabbed my left hand to show support. The feeling was strange in my hand, and i looked to see that most of her fingers were missing. She had a thumb and a pinky, but the other three were only stubs. The woman looked at me in question as i pulled my hand down from hers for a moment. I felt uncertain. I wanted the support of these people, but i knew that there were others that i wanted here more. I glanced up at the woman’s face and smiled. I then took her hand in mine and turned back to the others that were clustered around me. They seemed to be part of a fraternity, and i thought that it was Delta Theta or Delta Chi. They were here to support the cause that the others and i were showing our support for. It seemed strange to be part of a fraternity group. I remembered this organization from before, and it felt good to have them with us now. I also remembered some of the other people from the store. Another group of people had been on the northern side of the store, and they seemed to be sales people. I turned to the north, suggesting to the people with me that we should also ask the sales people to join us. I felt very interested in the sales people, but i knew that the people from the fraternity were not as happy with them, even though they seemed to be part of the same organization. I asked about the cashiers, but then backed down when someone seemed to think it a strange suggestion. I felt unsure. I wanted to be with these people, but i felt very interested in the sales people who were not a part of this group. I wondered if it would be okay for me to stay with this fraternity, which seemed to include both men and women. I wondered if some of the other groups, like $G3, would mind that i was with an outside organization.

12023 May 16

A group of people was working on the issue, which seemed to have something to do with fractured timelines. I seemed to be part of this group, but i was watching them work to the north of me. I knew that several of them had traveled to different parts of time to try to fix the problem. This seemed like a plot to a television show, and i felt invested in what was going to happen. The others stood to the north of me, looking at one another. They were trying to solve the problem. As i looked at the group, they seemed like an illustration from a comic-book page. I focused on the western side of the semicircular group, most of whom were facing southeast. I then noticed a man in a red Star Trek uniform from the original series. He listened intently to the problem that the others were trying to solve. I thought that the problem must span multiple universes, which is why the Star Trek universe was included. It seemed strange. I hoped that someone could solve the problem. I then realized that someone was already in the past, fixing things. Something seemed to have changed, and i felt more relaxed. The problem seemed to have gone away. I realized that the others must have changed the past to fix the issue. The people to the north of me seemed confused as they realized that there was really no problem. I knew that they would not be aware of the problem once the problem was fixed, because they had been part of a changed timeline. The story was over, but it felt anticlimactic. The issue had been resolved, but no one actually knew about it, because it had been fixed in the past.

12023 May 17

I had been paying attention to something to the north of me, but the scene had changed. It seemed as though i had woken up, and i was now back in the airplane that i had been in before. I remembered this situation, and i remembered that the airplane was about to crash. I looked to the east, toward the front of the airplane. The pilot was sitting on the right side of the front of the cabin, like a bus driver. I could not see out of the airplane, but i knew that we were heading south or southwest, along the shoreline, which seemed to be California. The airplane did not seem to be descending, but i could hear that the engines were not running. We must be gliding toward the ocean. I hoped that we would land in the ocean, where it would be safer. I wondered where we were. The front of the airplane seemed to have windshields, but i could not see out them. Instead, i seemed to be looking through the floor to the southeast, through the port side of the front of the airplane. I could see the rocky ridges of low hills just below the airplane. I felt worried, thinking that we would be crashing in the mountains. The airplane was running along the ridge, though, and i thought that the ridge must be along the ocean. The coast must be underneath us. I looked to the south, thinking that the ocean must be in the direction that the airplane was heading. I stopped again and listened, noticing that i could not hear the sound of engines. The airplane was gliding downward. I was happy that we would be landing in water, but i felt tense, knowing that we were going to crash. I hoped that we crashed somewhat close to the shoreline. I realized that we would need life vests, so i reached under my seat with my right hand and grabbed the small packet that was the life vest. I could feel the pull-tab in the center of the bundle. I leaned my right elbow on the seat in front of as i held the vent in my right hand. I could feel the tab with my fingers, and i thought that i should keep the tab handy, because i might have to pull it once we hit the water. I felt very tense, and i wondered what i would do once we crashed. I hoped that i would be okay.

12023 May 18

I stood to the north of the small house, looking at the blocks on the lawn to the north of me. The lawn seemed to be in a suburban area, and it seemed to have a fence around it, with trees and weeds growing along the fence. The blocks on the lawn were painted to look like small rooms. Fifteen to twenty boxes seemed to be scattered across the yard. I thought that i had created them as a romantic gesture for the person who seemed to be in the room to the south of me. I did not feel strongly about the boxes, though. I was in a bedroom of the house now, and i sat down on the floor to the west of the northern side of a mattress. The mattress seemed to be on the floor of the room, and a man was lying on it. The room was dark, but some light came in from the window to the north, which overlooked the back yard. I thought that the man was not interested in me, and i felt awkward here. I hoped that he had not seen the blocks in the yard to the north, because i did not want him to think that i had made them for him. The man seemed like $A380. I talked to him, but i realized that i would not be able to mention the blocks. He was still lying on the bed, with his head to the north. I moved around the southern end of the bed and then headed east, to leave the room. The lights were on in the room as i left, but i then sat down, finding myself sitting on the floor near the northern edge of the bed. I was surprised at this, and i wondered how i had returned here. The room was dark again, and the only light came in from the window to the north, which had a curtain drawn across it. The man on the bed was now with someone else. I felt uneasy. The people in the bed did not seem to know that i was here. I felt that i should leave, but i did not want them to know that i was here, so i sat still. They hugged each other on the bed. I wondered how i could slip out of the room. I thought that i would wait for them to face the other way, and then i could sneak back to the north, out of the house and into the back yard. I waited for them to turn over, but they did not. I felt annoyed, but i waited for my chance to sneak out.

12023 May 20

I was in the roughly square room of the restaurant, which was on the western side of a building. The others were leaving to the northeast, and i stood in the center of the northern side of the room, talking to someone. The room was white, with many square nooks and protrusions on the walls. A thick rectangular protrusion with rounded corners seemed to be in the center of the western wall. I was talking to someone to the southwest of me, but i could not see anyone. I felt rushed, because i knew that i would have to follow the others to the northeast. I felt preoccupied here, though, like i had something else to do. Feeling uncertain, though, i turned to leave, thinking that i had something i had to do. I walked to the west, across the large parking lot, which was to the north of the long low flat building. The building seemed like a mall, but its outer walls seemed to be thick and old and made of cement. The others were walking with me, and we were talking about something interesting. I then felt impatient, thinking that i had to go back to the room at the western end of the long white building. IT was a restaurant, and i thought that i had left the rice dish in the small light-brown cardboard container. I felt annoyed, and i told the others that i would have to go back to get it. I stood still, though, thinking about something. I felt distracted and unfocused, but i knew that i had to do something. I stared at the western end of the old cement building. It had rectangular shapes to its surface, and it looked a lot like the inside of the restaurant.

I stood on the eastern side of the room i had just entered, facing east. The other person was to the southeast of me, and i said something to the person. I had returned here from somewhere. A bed was against the eastern end of the southern wall, close to the east wall. It was covered with something that seemed mustard-yellow and pale green. I moved to the bed. It had a comforter on it. A television was on the northern wall of the room, to the north of the bed. I moved over the bed, trying to arrange things. I spoke to the man, who was still on the western side of the room, to the southwest of me. I noticed the controller for the television on the bed. I picked it up and moved it to the south. A short rug was level with the southern end of the bed. The mattress seemed to merge into the platform that was covered with the rug surface. A square cement column, about a half meter wide, protruded about a deci from the southern wall, on the western side of the bed. The rug ran to the east of it and in a two-centimeter strip to the north of it. I put the television controller on the rug to the east of the post, thinking that it made sense for the controller to be there. I talked to the other to the west of me as i arranged things, thinking that i should do something specific. I tried to concentrate on what i was supposed to do, and i headed back to the west. I was then in an outdoor area to the west of the building. I knew that $G4 would be coming back from a run soon. Some of them seemed to have gotten back already. I could have gone on the run with $G4, but i had decided not to. I had instead stayed in the hotel-like area. I thought that there were several runs at this event, so i would go on one of the later runs. $F71 had gone on this run, though. I walked down a dirt path toward a river. A bridge seemed to cross the river to the southwest of me. The road surface that crossed the bridge was about two meters higher than where i was, to the north of me. Thick dark-green bushes grew near the end of the bridge, blocking most of the bridge form my view. The dirt path i was on was level where i was, but it sloped down steeply to the west, heading down to the bank of the river. I started to feel worried about the people coming back. I wondered where $F71 was. I worried that something had happened to him. The runners started to trickle in, but i did not see $F71 in the group, and most of the group seemed to have come back. I asked someone about him, but the person did not know where he was. I started down the dirt slope. A short woman was coming up the slope. She seemed like $A843. I asked her if she had seen $F71, but she said that she had not. I was concerned about him. The others seemed to be coming from the north, so i headed down the slope, looking to the west, trying to see under the bridge at the river bank. As i passed $A843, i asked her if $F71 had been at the last stop on the run. She said that she could not remember. I leaned forward and looked under the bridge. I could see the feet of several people coming down the river bank. There were about twenty runners still coming. I could not see who they were, though, but i hoped that one was $F71. I then noticed two people who were wearing bright-orange clothing. One had a bright orange pair of loose overalls. They seemed to be patterned in tiger stripes in bright orange and red. I thought that many of the people were dressed in costumes. They paused on the tip of a peninsula of rounded stones. They must have run down the shore and come out on a thin strip of rocks in the middle of the water. They stopped just to the west of the bridge, and they were carefully crossing a narrow stream to get to the pebbles of the shore under the bridge. I realized that they would be getting their feet wet, but i knew that they would not mind, because they were very near the end of the run. They would realize that the building was just up the hill to the east. I looked at the many colors of the clothing, and i felt amused. I wondered why i had not gone on this run. I then hoped that $F71 was with the others. I still felt concerned.

12023 May 21

$A682 sat down on the bench, just to the north of where i was sitting. The bench faced east. I had been doing something in this room, and $A682 had come in. He seemed cheerful, but it seemed strange that he was here. He seemed to want to be close to me. He asked me to move a little so that he could lie down on his side. He wanted to put his head in my lap. I felt annoyed and did not want him to be so close to me.

12023 May 22

I wandered through the halls of the old building, which seemed like a warehouse. The cement walls were dirty, and the floor had debris here and there. I turned to the west and started down a corridor, which was on the southern side of an area. The southern wall of the corridor was flat and plain, but the northern wall had openings in the upper half of the wall. The openings seemed to look into darkened animal pens. I was wary of this place as i walked, thinking that the pigs from the pen might be dangerous if they were let out. Several people were following me down the hall, and i walked cautiously. I could hear some of the pigs to the north of me. Near the western end of the corridor, i noticed a rusty metal gate in the lower part of the wall. The gate was open, and a few pigs were in the opening, watching me. I stopped, wondering if they would try to attack me. I did not want to have to defend against them, and i hoped that they would simply wander back into the pen. I continued standing as the scene seemed to move. I moved to the west, and other pigs seemed to come at me. I was now in the eastern end of a larger room, which was better lighted than the corridor. The pig had charged toward me, and i had a lasso pole with a metal cable loop on the end. I was holding it in my right hand, and i turned it toward the pig to keep it away from me. The pig kept trying to force its way toward me, so i pushed back on the pole, knowing that the metal noose would tighten around its neck and stop it. The pig persisted, and i felt annoyed with it. I turned the pole so that the pig was to the south of me. A round stump was in the center of the eastern side of the room, and i sat down on it, resting the pole over it and using my weight on the northern end to lift the pig from the ground. The pig hung from the lasso for a moment, and i thought that i would have to kill it to stop it from attacking me. A man moved to the north on the western side of me. I said something about the pig, not sure what to do. The pig continued to hang on the end of the pole. It had been still for a while, and i thought that it was dead. I told the man that i did not know what i should do. As i moved the pole a little, the pig seemed to move, so i thought that it might still be alive. I thought that it could have just passed out.

I felt uneasy in this place, and i headed to the west, down the hallway. I had been coming from the north, but i turned to the west, aware that this place was part of a dream. The hallway seemed to have cement walls as i moved down the narrow corridor, and the walls to the north had openings in them. Several people were standing around in the halls, and i walked past them. A woman was ahead of me, walking to the west along the southern wall. She glanced back at me as i entered a brighter area of the hallway. I noticed the bright red wall to the south, thinking that i should try to remember the details of this dream. I looked at the wall to the south as i passed it. It seemed to have a pattern of large rounded shapes on it. The background was darker red, and the curved blobs seemed to be a brighter red with black outlines. As i came to the north of the section of wall, i noticed that white letters spelled out something along the top of the wall. The letters were thick and bulky. They seemed to be decorative, as though the shapes of the letters were supposed to be some object. I was reminded of apples, and i noticed a large cartoon apple under the line of character. The apple had arms, legs, and eyes, and it was waving with its left hand. I looked at the letters, trying to remember them. The letters spelled out “ABAR ABAG”. I spoke the letters, trying to remember them. I passed to the west. A thin cement beam separated the different sections of the southern wall. The woman stood just to the west of the beam, watching me pass. I looked at the darker southern wall to the west of her. Another large logo was on the wall, and the same words were again written. This time, they were in a different typeface. Something about this set of words seemed important, and i wondered what it meant. The same words seemed to be in several places in the brightly lighted hallway. At the western end, i turned to the north, looking at several other instances of the words. The corridor to the north seemed to have a glass wall on the western side, which looked out onto a bright cloudy day.

12023 May 24

I had to figure out where the place was, so i looked at the large map that was to the north of me. The country across the top of the map seemed to be Russia, but i was interested in the yellow lands across the bottom of the map. I focused on a pale-green area with no cities in it, which was on the western side of the map. I looked at the land there, not sure if it was the correct spot that i had been interested in. I focused on the area and zoomed in. Several small towns were in the area, and i felt surprised to see them there. A river or other winding feature ran north-northwest from the bottom of the map, and one of the towns seemed to be in a curve of the feature. I was very interested in the town, and i thought that i should do something with the information about the town. Something about knowing that it was there seemed important.

I moved around on the northern side of the room, which seemed like a combination of kitchen and living room. The kitchen area seemed to be on the eastern side of the room. Others were in the room with me, and several of them were to the southeast of me, in the southeastern part of the room. I headed east, across the northern side of the room. The others were standing to the south of a peninsula counter that extended about two and a half meters from the southern part of the eastern wall. A bar area with alcohol seemed to be on the eastern part of the southern side of the peninsula, and the people were gathered around it, talking to one another. I was interested in joining them, but i headed out of the room to the east. I thought that i needed to find alcohol somewhere or i had to pick something up at a store. I was now on a bus, on the northern end of the bus, at the back of the bus. I felt that i had something to do, and i knew that i would have to do it soon. A man was sitting on the bench seat to the north of me, and the back of the bus. He had a watch on his left wrist, so i asked him what time it was, but i said “tiempo” instead of “time”. I wondered why i had said that; it seemed strange. He lifted his left arm and looked at his watch. I focused on him, trying to figure out something in the situation. Something seemed out of place, and my use of a Spanish word seemed to be part of the oddity. I moved to the eastern wall of the bus, thinking that something seemed strange. The bus seemed old and worn, with old dull pale-yellow paint on the walls. Blue horizontal stripes ran along the lower halfs of the walls. I thought that the bus had been an old school bus, but it had been redesigned for use here. I looked to the south, realizing that no seats were in the bus. I looked again at the blank wall to the west. Something about the walls seemed off, and it drew my attention. I moved to the center of the bus, trying to figure something out. I then moved to the western wall, thinking that i should not have gotten on the bus. I wondered why i did get on. I knew that the bus would take me too far to the south, and i would then have to find my way back to the town. I looked at the western wall more closely. I felt uncomfortable, and i headed to the south, toward the middle of the bus. I thought that i should get off soon, before i got too far from where i had been. I knew that i had to find the others, though, and i knew that they were at a play. I felt tense, trying to figure out what i should do. I unbuttoned my long-sleeve shirt and slided it off my shoulders. I let the blue heavy shirt fall to the ground to the north of me. I was not on the bus anymore. I stood at the bus stop, which was an the western side of the street. The stop was a simple structure with three walls and a roof. A man was with me, to the south of me. He was the man who had been driving the bus, and he commented on the other passengers who had been on the bus. One of the other men, who was to the north of us, moved east. We turned to the south and headed down the sidewalk. I thought that we had to find the play that the others were doing. After a short distance, i looked at the house that was to the west of us. We were just to the east of the northern end of the house, which seemed to be on the southeastern corner of the block. The house was pale-yellow. I noticed that the driveway ran along the eastern side of the house, but the driveway was higher than the road that we were on. The asphalt of the road rose up to the driveway in a steep slope. The northern end of the driveway was about a meter and a half above the street that we were on. The northern end seemed to be supported with vertical wooden poles, which acted as an embankment wall. I talked to the driver as we continued to the south. He was to the northeast of me. I said something as i looked back to the northwest, over my right shoulder, at the driveway of the house. Something about the driveway and the house seemed out of place. I then turned my attention back to the south. I continued to talk to the bus driver as we walked. I then realized that i was barefoot. The asphalt was smooth in most places, but it was cracked in a few places. To the west, i could not see yellow bricks under the asphalt of the driveway. I thought that bricks were also under the asphalt under us. We turned to the southwest, crossing the open area, which seemed like a small park square. The ground was covered with asphalt, but it was lined with smooth paving stones. I thought that the people we were looking for were part of the Savoyards, a theater group from the area. A thick black metal chain surrounded the round paved area that we were crossing, and round metal poles supported it. It was about a meter tall, and an opening was in the western side. A path of stone led to the west, across a grassy area and under some leafless overhanging trees. It was dark, but soft street lights illuminated the park. I stepped carefully across the asphalt, feeling the cold ground on my bare feet. I could see a small square sign on the post that was on the southern side of the opening. It was white, and i thought that it might say something about the theater group. I focused on the sign, trying to read the thin black letters. I slowed, trying to read the name of the play group at the top of the sign, but i could not quite see it. A woman was then to the west of us. We stopped as she said something to us. We were now to the north of a large stone building, which seemed to have the theater in it. We had to get in to see the people in the theater, but the woman was now interrupting us. She spoke loudly to us as though annoyed with us, and she held out a pamphlet to me. I looked at the pamphlet, which seemed to be the program for a play. I thought that it would have the name of the theater and of the players. The woman scowled at us. She seemed very bitter as i looked at the pamphlet in her hand.

12023 May 25

I walked to the north with $F4. We had been on a group trip with people from my high school. It seemed that we were visiting this country. We were heading back home, and we had to get on the train. We stepped into the large room. I stopped in the wide doorway in the dull-yellow cement southern wall of the room. The room seemed to be inside a building, but train tracks seemed to run east to west across the room. The southern most track was empty, and $F4 continued across the track, which seemed recessed into the dull-yellow floor. He stepped up into a train car that was stopped on the next set of tracks to the north. I felt hesitant to step into the car. This did not seem like the correct train. A man was standing inside the train car, and he looked to the south at me as $F4 passed to the east of him. The man seemed to be a conductor for the train, and i thought that he might be trying to get the train moving. I did not want to get into the train, worried that it might start moving too quickly. I knew that $F4 was walking through the train to the other side, but i was not sure which train we were supposed to be on. I turned to the east, heading toward the doors in the eastern wall. I thought that a corridor must run above the trains along the eastern side of the building. I would have to find a sign that mentioned the train to Manhattan. I knew that we would also need to get tickets. I felt anxious as i reached the eastern wall. I realized that the doors to the east did not lead to the correct corridor over the tracks, so i headed back to the south, leaving the large station room. I wondered how i would find $F4 again. I hoped that he did not end up leaving on a train before i could get a ticket. If he did, i would have to meet up with him in the city. I then thought about the rest of the people from my class, and i wondered how they had headed back to the city. I thought that they would all have to get trains. I wondered why we were not traveling together as a group. I looked to the west down the corridor outside. The building seemed old, with thick cement walls. The corridor had several objects against the walls. I headed east, looking at the signs on the northern wall. The pale sign was to the east of a doorway, and i hoped that it would tell me which trains were in which sections. I did not find the answer i wanted, so i moved to the east, pulling open a door that was in the northern end of the eastern wall. I hoped that the door went to the corridor that ran north along the eastern side of the platform area. As i pulled open the heavy metal-framed door to the south, i could hear machinery and people talking. I realized that this was a mechanical room, so i let the door close, and i walked to the south, down the corridor to the next door. A glass door was at the southern end of the short corridor, which only extended about two meters from the main corridor i had been in. I stopped in front of the door to the east. It too was a glass door, and it looked into a pub. Red baubles hung on a chain along the ceiling above the bar, and several men stood around a table just on the other side of the door. They glanced up at me as i looked in. They were about a meter below the level that i was standing at. I started back down the corridor to the north, thinking how common it was in this country to have pubs in the stations. Something about this pub seemed very regular. I headed to the north, into a large room that seemed to be in the center of the station. The walls of the room had small booths with glass windows. A wide aisle ran down the western side of the room. It was joined in the center by an aisle from the east. In the center of the intersection was a small square kiosk. The kiosk was made of wood and had windows on the upper halfs of all four sides. White curtains seemed to cover the interior of the windows. I wondered if i could buy the tickets in the booths here. I looked around, noticing some people standing to the east of some tables. One table was low to the ground, to the southwest of the kiosk, and a darker table was to the northwest. Two people were standing in front of the table to the northeast, and i moved near them to see if i could get tickets here. A woman from the table said something to me, and she handed me a large brass-colored coin. The coin was about three or four centimeters in diameter, and it had a circle around the edge and a drawing of a woman with curly hair on the front. The circle and head seemed to be pale-purple in color. The woman said that i had to put the coin into the slot. I felt confused, and i looked up at her and the man who was standing to the south of her. They were wearing dark colored clothing. The woman directed me to step back so that the camera could take a picture of me. I thought that this might have something to do with the tickets, so i stepped back, leaning against the northwestern corner of the kiosk. After a moment, the woman told me to put the coin into the slot, and she motioned to the table. I felt confused, and i moved my right hand to the dark box that was on the table in front of the woman. I tried to push the coin into the slot as i watched the man and woman. I felt a little suspicious of them. After a moment, i realized that i could not slide the coin into the slot. I looked down, realizing that the slot was sloped steeply to the northwest. It had a gold-painted interior. I tipped the coin to the southeast so that it matched the slope of the slot, and i slided it in. I did not trust the man and woman, and i thought that they were trying to get something. I felt annoyed with them, and i hoped that nothing bad could come of letting them take a picture of me. I moved to the south, where a man in a brown coat stood in front of a lower table. The southern table seemed pale. I asked the man which train went to Manhattan. I thought that i should also get the express train rather than the local. The man handed me a piece of paper, which seemed to be a map or schedule. He partially unfolded it as he handed it to me. I started to look at it, but the back side of the paper seemed to be filled with a photograph that was mostly brown. The man then said something about what he was selling. I realized that he was not a ticket vendor. He was trying to sell me something else. Annoyed, i folded the paper and put it down on the table to the west of the man. He watched me place the paper and then turned back to me as if ready to pitch something else. I walked to the east, ignoring him. I noticed a long queue of people now standing outside of one of the booths on the southern side of the room. The booths were set into the room, with their tops lower than the ceiling. I felt a little annoyed that the queue was so long. I worried that i would not be able to get a ticket before my train had to leave. I looked at the booth at the front of the queue. It had a long white sign over it, but i was still not sure that this was the correct booth to get a ticket for the train i was looking for. I moved to the west a little, trying to see into the booth just to the west to see if it had any information in it. To my surprise, the door to the west of the queue seemed to lead into a small shop. I was not sure where to go. Someone then touched the upper part of my right thigh. I turned to the east, knowing that it was $F4. He had topped me on the side to let me know that he was here. I was very glad that he had found me, and i put my left arm over his shoulder as i looked back to the south, trying to figure out where the train that we need was.

12023 May 26

I stood in the center of the large room, facing west. I was standing with the rest of the crowd, and we were listening to someone talking on the western side of the room. Long benches or pews ran north to south in the room. I heard the boy say something to the northeast of me. I turned to look over my left shoulder, The boy moved to the east of me as he talked to some of the other boys in the room. The boy seemed to be in his mid or late teens, and he seemed excited to see the other boys in the room. I worried that the other boys might bully the boy. The boy did not seem that self-assured. He walked to the north as he talked to the other boys. The boy was wearing a light blue button-up short-sleeved shirt, and he talked excitedly to the other boys, who just smiled and listened to him as they walked north. I turned my attention back to the west, thinking that the boy was $K32. I hoped that he would not let the other boys take advantage of him. A woman was standing to the north of me, and she seemed to be someone i was familiar with. I glanced back to the north, noticing that $K32 was now lying on one of the benches with his head to the north. He had pulled up the bottom of his shirt, and he was showing the other boys his abdomen. He seemed skinny. The other boys stood to the west and southwest of him. I hoped that they did not try to take advantage of him. I then wondered if the other boys had sexual interests in $K32. I felt frustrated that i could not say anything to $K32 about the other boys. I turned my attention back to the west, trying not to let others know that i was frustrated with the situation. I could hear $K32 talking to the other boys as they walked off to the west, along the northern side of the crowd.

12023 May 27

I felt rushed as i moved to the northwest, carrying some of the things with me. I felt that i had to get things together to leave this place. Two or there other people were then to the west of me as i opened the door to the car. The car was to the north of me, facing west. It seemed to be a small compact car. I leaned into the back door of the car, trying to arrange some of the long thin things into the trunk. I had an umbrella in my right hand. I had taken it from the camp, where we had been staying. I felt hurried and a little frustrated as i tried to arrange the stack of long things in the back of the car. The umbrella seemed black, and several of the other poles were of a similar shape and color. I wondered why i had taken the umbrella with me. It did not seem as though i had needed it. I had not wanted to take it with me, but i had grabbed it at the last minute. I felt that it should not be left here, where it would get thrown away. The woman was in the front of the car, and she seemed to be in the passenger’s seat. The man stood outside the car to the south of me. I was trying to arrange things in the trunk, just behind the back seat of the car, to the northeast of me. Frustrated that the things were taking up too much space, i pulled them forward and pushed them into a stack on the floor just behind the northern end of the seat. I then started pulling some of the bags on top of them, trying to pack things as tightly as possible. I thought that i might be able to get more of the items in the car, but i felt that i did not want to deal with them.

The others were driving the car, and i was sitting in the back seat. I felt frustrated with something. The car then stopped, and i looked to the west. We had stopped in a small asphalt parking lot that was to the east of the intersection of Nanticoke and Union. This place was very familiar to me, and i told the others that i knew this place. I looked up at the large house that was on the southwestern corner of the intersection. I felt a familiarity with it, and i thought that it was good that we had come here. I still felt some type of anxiety, but i was glad that we had come back here.

12023 May 28

I was walking to the east, down the sidewalk on the southern side of the street when i noticed the reuse store on the southern side of the street. Many of the things in the windows looked like old dishes or other semiantique items. I noticed a guitar standing on the eastern side of the display in the window. I stopped to look, noticing that they had a few other instruments in the store. I wanted to see what instruments they had, so i was in the store, looking at the instruments on the western side of the aisle. An orange bass was propped up to the southwest of me. I thought that it looked rather nice. A small sign on it had a series of numbers on it that were separated by periods. The first three number was “124”, and the next two numbers were two digits each. I thought that the bass looked interesting, but i moved to the southwest to look at some of the other instruments here. I was sitting in an office chair that had wheels, and i rolled to the southwest, across the open area of the store. The store was narrow on the southern side, and the eastern wall was lined with white bins that had phonographs in them. The bins were covered with a white cloth, as though the store was closed. I thought that the store must be closing soon. I looked at my watch to see that it was 11:56, but i knew that it was really almost eighteen o’clock. I headed back to the north a little, noticing that a group of people was now standing on the eastern side of the store, holing the instruments. This seemed strange. I thought that it was not normal for a store to have people playing the instruments in it. I could hear the sound of the bass guitar being played, and i thought that it had a nice tone. I wondered if i should buy the bass.

I was in the waiting area on the northern side of the area, and my family was with me. We were sitting on the pale benches that ran east to west in the area. A man was sitting to the west of me, on the high bench that ran along the northern wall. The man was wearing a gray business suit. I was also wearing a suit. The man was thin, with curly black hair. He wore a white shirt under his suit coat, and he was looking through a small duffel bag of clothing that he had. I looked down at my suit, seeing that it was blue plaid on the bottom part. A woman was to the southeast of us, and she started talking to me. She seemed to be interested in me, but i tried not to let her think that i was interested in her. I told her that i worked for a design firm, which seemed not to be entirely correct. Some of the people to the west of us looked at me. I knew that they would think that i was trying to impress the woman by making my job sound more important. I felt a little awkward, so i told the woman that i was not interested in her. I looked down into the duffel bag that i had near me, looking for something. I suddenly realized that the clothing in the bag was not mine. The clothing was from my father. A leather jacket was on the top. I remembered it as his old leather jacket. It had a bleach stain on the right side. I looked through the clothing, noticing that i also had my father’s wallet in the bag. I felt annoyed, thinking that i did not have any clothing of my own. I wondered how i could. I stood up and walked to the north, heading for the recess in the northern wall of the corridor where the elevator and stairs were. I could see a sign on the wall with a dark background and white letters. I was looking for the advertising firm, and i thought that the sign might list the businesses in this building. As i got closer, i could see that a map was on the wall to the north of me.

I was with the other person as we walked to the west along the sidewalk on the southern side of the road, which seemed like Tower Road. We were approaching an intersection, which seemed like Garden Avenue. A large modern building was on the southern side of the street, but it was down a steep hill from us. It was about twenty-five meters from us, and we could see over the top of the building. I talked with the other man, but i was interrupted by a loud sound from the southwest. It sounded like a gunshot. We both looked to the southeast, seeing over the building near us. I noticed a large roof that ran east to west. The building seemed to have heavy stone walls, and the smooth low white peaked roof was set between the walls. Tall flagpoles with small red pennants were set around the stone building. I thought that this was an athletic building. I thought that the gunshot came from somewhere on the campus, and i felt uncomfortable.

I headed to the east, into the large cafeteria, which seemed to be on the college campus. The southern, eastern, and northern walls seemed to be tall glass windows with thin black metal supports between them. A low walled-in structure was in the center of the southern wall, and the western wall seemed solid and brown. A dull-orangish-red curtain was pulled across the center of the room, but the northern part had just been pulled to the north. I thought that it had closed off the eastern half of the cafeteria while the cafeteria was closed. A woman had just opened the northern section, though, and she was now to the east of the curtain on the southern side, ready to open it. I moved close to the curtain, leaning forward as though trying to peer around the curtain as the woman opened it. I thought that it was amusing, but i realized that the woman did not know me, so i thought that she might not find it amusing. After she opened the curtain, i stood up straight and walked to the east, toward the counter along the eastern wall. A man was behind the counter, and he greeted me with a wide smile. He had recognized me, because i had come here before. He seemed to like me, and he started chatting happily. I responded to his questions and asked some of my own. He then mentioned the gunshot on the campus, asking if i had heard about it. I remembered the gunshot from before. I told the man that i thought that i had been there. I thought that i would tell him that i was on campus when i heard a sound like a gunshot, but i did not know that it was actually a gunshot at the time. The man said something about Sigma Alpha Epsilon, and i picture the large house on the western side of the street, to the west of me. The gunshot had come from somewhere to the south of the house.

12023 May 29

I was in the northern side of the large room, which seemed to be a weight gym. The gym seemed very crowded, and i wanted to use the bench press area, but a queue seemed to have formed across the northern side of the gym. I was standing in the queue near the middle of the northern side of the room, and $F71 was to the west of me. The northern side of the room was about a meter higher than the southern side, and a short partitioning wall ran along the edge of the higher section. The wall seemed to be to the south of the queue. I said something about the long wait, and he joked, volunteering to push me up. I was then to the south of the queue, and i thought that i would have to get into the queue to wait for the equipment. I felt frustrated. I headed to the northwest, where the queue curved from the south to the southeast. I was in the middle of the queue, though, so i thought that i would have to head to the east to get to the end. I felt disappointed that the queue was so long. As i walked along the southwestern side of it, i noticed $A734 in the queue. It felt good to see him, and i thought that i could exercise with him. I had to walk around the ropes to get to him. I followed the path to the east, walking along the queue. I knew that $A734 was to the east of me, around the loop in the queue that stretched to the south. I looked to the south, over the edge of the slope, which now descended steeply into the southern side of the room, which now seemed like a yard. The bench area was to the southeast of me. I followed the loop of the queue around to the east. The queue then diverged into two queues at a wall of mesh netting to the east. I turned to the south, coming into a narrow area between the eastern wall of the room and a counter that was to the west of the queue. The woman at the counter stopped me and asked me for my McDonalds card. I felt a little confused, but i thought that i was supposed to give her my credit card for payment to the gym. I felt upset, realizing that i did not bring my wallet with me on the trip. I had not realized that i would need it in the gym. I told the woman that i did not have my credit card with me. She nodded her head, and she said that it was okay. She said that i would get a free meal, like $F71. She knew that i was with him. I followed the queue to the north along the eastern side of a rope barrier. I then headed to the west, across the northern side of the large room. $F4 was with me as i walked to the west, across the wide school area. We seemed to be in a high-school building. A balcony ran across the southern side of the room, and library shelfs seemed to form aisles running north to south on top. The room seemed very nice. The balcony seemed to span a wide arched opening in the southern wall. I asked $F4 how he liked this room, saying that it used to be a theater and that i liked it. We passed through a doorway in the western wall and turned to the south. The room to the west was also nicely done. It had an old wood floor that seemed well maintained. The walls of the room were covered with reddish-tan wood, which matched the floor. The room seemed like an old dance hall, and mirrors seemed to be on the western wall. As we moved to the south, i realized that we were on some kind of rollers. We moved as though on a skateboard, but the rollers seemed to be on our feet, like roller skates. I did not move my legs to roll to the south, though. We simply glided over the floor. I could hear one of the wheels squeaking, though. The squeaking was rhythmic, and it seemed like a beat. I thought that it made a good sound, and i thought it would be interesting to make a song out of the sound. I was interested in the idea as we rolled to the south. Short sections of walls were arranged on the southern side of the room. They were not exactly parallel. I moved through them, starting to dance to the rhythm.

I was sitting with the group of people in the restaurant, which seemed to be on the western side of the building. The people seemed to be classmates of mine. We seemed to have been sitting for a while, but something then ended, and the people started to leave to the east. I lagged behind, but i started to move to the east. I stopped by the counter, which was to the south of the aisle i was walking down. Most of the people had already left, but i worried that they did not all pay their bills. I knew that we would all be paying separately. I wondered how i would pay. A woman was behind the counter to the south of me, and a man stood to the west of her. I asked her about the bill, saying that the group payed the bill and then asking if that was correct. The woman agreed, saying that the group had paid the bill. I hoped that they left enough money for a tip. I thought that the servers here deserved a good tip. I thought that i could pay twenty dollars. I opened my wallet and thought that i should take out two ten-dollar bills, but i took out fifteen dollars and left it on the counter to the south. I then went back to the west to get something. The dining area seemed dimly lighted. Once i retrieved what i had gone back for, i headed to the east to leave.

I was with the group of people on the northern side of the road. We had been doing something here, but it was time for us to leave. I started to the east, driving the car down the rural road. $A456 was in the car with me as i drove. She seemed uncomfortable, so i remained quiet for a moment. She then asked me if i hated her. I was surprised that she would think that i hated her. I told her that i did not. I said that i liked her. I then added that she intimidated me but that i liked her. She did not seem happy with the response, and i felt slightly disappointed and uncomfortable. I focused on the road to the east of us. I felt that i had to focus on driving, because the road was snowy. As we approached an intersection, i noticed a snow bank that extended into the road. I slowed to avoid it, but the front tire hit the snow bank. I was annoyed, because i knew that this was $A456’s car, and i did not want to damage it. The car started spinning to the south as we slided to the east, into the intersection. I felt tense, noticing that a camper was coming from the east. I tried to maneuver through the intersection, passing to the north of the camper. I felt nervous. I had driven off the road and would have to head back to the west to get back to the road. I turned to the southeast, passing through the crudely furnished room, which seemed to be the greenroom of a theater. People were standing around near black wooden blocks, and i maneuvered around them and between the rope barriers as i headed generally to the southeast. I felt relieved once i was back on the road, which was to the south of the room. I turned to the east and tried to continue driving.

12023 May 30

I had been with a group of people to the west, in a place that seemed like a university campus to the west of a large city. The people seemed like $G4. I had been sitting on a wide marble step to the east of one of the modern university buildings, talking to some people. The university seemed to be in the middle of a flat land, on the southern side of a main road. Wide playing fields seemed to be to the east of the main cluster of buildings. The buildings seemed low. I had been walking along the northern side of an area, to the north of the main road, and i stopped near the eastern end of an area. A building was to the northeast of me, and some other people were around. The buildings on the northern side of the street seemed lower than the street by about two meters. Something about this area felt good. I thought about the pictures that i had seen when i was sitting on the steps to the west. Someone to the north of me mentioned the photographs. I looked down to the north at the rectangular postcard, which seemed to be about twice as wide as it was tall. It had a granular texture to the photograph, but it seemed to be a picture of me sitting on the steps. I was wearing a cold-weather jacket and had a warm running-tech hat on. The screening of the image seemed coarse enough that i could see the purple dots across my face and body. Someone to the north commented on the images. I spoke happily with them, commenting that someone that we knew was in the images. $A456 had come from the east and stopped to the northeast of me. She smiled and joked that we did know someone in the images. $A715 had been walking with $A456, and she stopped to the northwest of me, turning to her left to look back at $A456. She was smiling. I agreed that we know some of the people in the promotional images. I thought that the company must have used images of us in the promotion. $A456 held up a postcard with her right hand, and i saw a picture of $A499 smiling as he looked over his right shoulder at the camera. $A456 was behind and to the left of him, also looking at the camera. $A499’s face was centered in the card and large enough that his hair was cropped off the top and his chin was just above the bottom. I recognized the image, and i told $A456 that i remembered that run. I looked at the background of the image, seeing the rectangular shapes of plots of land. I remembered that we had been on the tall bridge, just about to cross to the west. The bridge seemed to be somewhere just to the west of us, and i told $A456 that this was the run we had done with $G4 to the plantations. One of the plots of land in the background on the left side of the image seemed pale reddish-tan. It had small dark dots around the borders, which seemed like small structures. It seemed like we had not been to that place in a while, but i remembered being there, and it felt good to remember the fun we had there. I told $A456 that i had referred to another image, though, and not to the one that she had showed me. I said that i was in one of the images. I looked at the postcards to the northwest of me, realizing that there were ten or more cards, all with different promotional photos on them. Several had others from $G4. I sorted through them for a moment, trying to find the one of me. After a moment, i could not find it. I told $A456 that i had seen it, and i felt annoyed that i could not find it. I shuffled through the cards for a moment, disappointed that i could not find it. I said that it might be with the other cards to the west.

I headed to the west, along the northern side of the road that ran along the southern side of the river. The river seemed like the Susquehanna. I was talking to the man as we walked. We had to get to somewhere. It seemed as though we were running along a long road, and we had to turn to cross the river and get back. I looked to the north as we ran, noticing city buildings on the northern side. I then looked back to the west. The corridor ran to the west of me. It was wide and seemed fairly modern. I knew that the bridge would be here, but i noticed some construction workers with orange hardhats working no the northern side of the corridor. I hoped that the bridge was not closed, because i thought that it would be a long way to go back to another bridge. I continued down the corridor. The long white corridor seemed to run straight to the west, but i knew that it was closed. I would have to go around the side on the small wooden deck. I could see the deck through the opening in the northern wall of the corridor, but, as i reached the doorway, i could see the construction workers standing around the sides of the deck. They stood on something slightly lower than the deck, so that the deck was at their waist level. They were obviously working on the deck, and i knew that i would not be able to run on it. I felt disappointed, and i said something as i reached the men. They looked up at me as i stopped. I asked no one how i could get across the river. Looking to the south, i could see the muddy water of the river. I suggested wading across it, but i knew that it was too wide a river for that to work, and i mentioned this as well. The corridor now seemed to run north and south, and i had to head south to get across the river. The men were on the western side of the corridor. I turned to the west, leaving the building and coming into the small empty area outside. I seemed to be in the middle of the city, but i knew that the river was about a hundred meters to the south. The area i was in seemed to be between other parts of the city. A highway overpass ran overhead, coming close enough to the gray building to the west that it seemed like a ceiling. The smooth cement ground seemed rounded, and it curved up slightly to the south. The area also seemed to come to a point to the south, where the building to the west ran toward the building out of which i had come. I would not be able to head south to the river from here. I turned to the east, heading along the northern side of the building i had been in. The area was now shaped more like a football, and i was on the inside. Thin rectangular cement beams held up the domed roof, which seemed like part of the highway overpass. Light came into the small openings on the sides, between the vertical supports. I thought that i could head around the building and then turn to the south, heading toward the river. It seemed that the bridge ran to the south from here. It seemed like the bridge near the high school in Union. I was going to head for it, but as i reached the eastern end of the area, i noticed that the area came to a small conical end. I thought that i might be able to squeeze out of the end, but something felt uncomfortable. I thought that i would not be able to get out of the area from here. I felt confused, and i turned back to the west. The area now seemed symmetric, coming to a point to the west as well. The openings seemed very small, and i did not think that i could squeeze through them. I thought that this shape was actually enclosed, and it was suddenly dark around me.

I moved through the small area on the western side of the building, talking with the others. We had to get to somewhere, and i thought that i would have to make a sandwich for the travel. I spoke with the others as we headed through the small rooms, to the east. The dog was walking near me. It seemed like a blond retriever. I said something about it. I tried to talk to the dog, but it did not seem to respond. I knew that the dog would have to do something heroic, but i also knew that it had not been fully programmed. Something seemed to be missing in the dog. I crouched down in the northeastern part of the room as i talked to the others. The dog moved to the southeast of me, and i started petting it around the neck and shoulders. I liked the dog, and it seemed to be happy with me, but i knew that the dog was supposed to be more intelligent. I said something about this to the others, saying that the rest of the dog had not yet been put into the dog. I liked the dog anyway, and i joked with it. The dog’s head was to the south of me as i pet it now, and a man moved to the south-southeast of me. He seemed to be one of the heroes. He was supposed to be with the dog, but the dog was incomplete and not smart enough. I opened the dog’s mouth with my hands and called into its throat, saying that we had not put the dog into the body yet. It was a joke. The dog did not seem to mind. I knew that the hero character would be installed into the dog eventually. The man to the south of me leaned forward to the northeast, bringing his torso very close to the head of the dog. He had long blond hair, and i thought that he was Thor. I felt interested in knowing him, and i hoped that the dog could join him on the adventure.