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12023 July 03

I moved around in the small rectangular room of the building, talking to the others with me. The room was long north to south. This place seemed like a public space, and people seemed to be gathered around the outside walls of the room. A tan wooden rectangular surface was in the center of the room, to the east of me. It seemed to be about a meter wide and about three meters long. The woman i was talking to was to the south of me, and i was getting ready to go somewhere. I tried to get something together to leave, but i kept stopping to talk to the woman, standing close to her as i spoke over her left shoulder. I felt that i had to do something, but something occupied me here. I stepped back from the woman, turning to the east and holding the flute in my right hand. I thought about the other instruments to the north of me, but i was holding the flute. It was an instrument that i had not played. I headed to the south, looking at the flute in the long brown paper bag. I wondered why i had decided to take the flute with me. I had owned the flute for a while, but i never really played it, so it seemed like the wrong instrument to bring. I walked to the west, down the sidewalk on the northern side of the street, which seemed to be Tower Road. I thought that i had to be somewhere, and i kept looking at the flute in the paper bag in my hand. It seemed strange for me to have. I then looked to the northwest, at the college buildings. I thought that i should sit in on a lecture in music. It seemed like something i had wanted to do before. I turned to the north and walked between the buildings, heading down a narrow quadrangle. As i passed through a group of people, i glanced at the large pale stone-block buildings on the eastern side of the quadrangle. They all seemed very similar. A brown sign high in the center of the southernmost building announced what topic was in the building. It seemed to be a history or science building. I tried to read the signs on the others buildings, looking for the music building. I continued north as i passed several buildings, and i turned my head to the west. I thought about what i might say if i walked into a music class carrying the flute. I could not play the instrument, so i thought that i would feel a little awkward having it in a music class. The area to the west was now open, so i started wandering in that direction. I remembered that the music department had been in the arts school, and i seemed to be in an area that was part of a different college. I thought that i would have to walk west. I started to the west, along the northern side of an open area. A large modern building was to the north of me. I then realized that the ground around me had stacks of brown stone slabs. To the west of me, a building seemed to be under construction. I realized that i might be in an area that was blocked off. I turned around, noticing the open area to the south of me that had stacks of material. I looked back to the east. I had come out the northern side of a building, so i thought that i must have entered the construction zone without passing the barriers that would normally be around the area. I continued to the east, thinking that i should get out of the area.

12023 July 04

I was speaking to the person to the east of me in the room where others were gathered. The room seemed to be part of a lobby or some other public space. I was smiling as the person said something to me, and then i watched myself from the south of myself as i turned to the west and then north. $A750 was standing to the north of me. Someone, who seemed like $A753, was standing to the east of her. They had come to this place for the play, which seemed to be taking place to the south of me. I seemed to be involved with the play. I shyly said hello to $A750, not sure what to say to her. I thought that it had been a long time since we had seen each other, and i knew that she did not want to talk to me anymore. I watched her for a moment, not sure what to say. I glanced to the west at someone, and then i looked back to the north. $A750 was now sitting in a chair in the center of the audience, with the other person to the east of her. She had her hair up and was wearing a long brown coat. She smiled at me as though she felt it was good to see me. I wondered if she had wanted to talk to me again. I felt that i should not talk to her, but i was not sure what to do. It was good to see her, but i still felt upset that she had disappeared from my life so suddenly. She seemed to want to talk, but i was not sure what to say. I mumbled a few pleasantries, but did not really say anything. I then turned to the east. The others were starting to do something fro the play to the south of me. The play seemed to be run by $A623, and i wanted to be involved with it. I felt disappointed and sad that i was not part of the play. The people to the south of me started doing something as part of the show, and i was aware that $A623 was somewhere to the south of me as well. I moved off to the east to get out of the way. I felt as though i was interrupting the performance. I moved through the crowd of people in the city street. The performance was happening to the southwest of me, and it seemed to be on the southern side of the street. The street seemed packed with people to the east of me, and i moved quickly through the northern side of the crowd. I seemed to be moving along on a surface that was above most of the people, as though a balcony ran along the northern side of the street. The street ahead narrowed where a building pushed in from the north. I jumped to the southern side of the building. As i jumped, i realized that the camera for the performance might be facing down the street to the east. I hoped that i did not jump in front of any of the shots. I landed on a ledge on the corner of the building, noticing an arched window in an old stone wall to the south southern of the southwestern corner of the building. The window had no glass, and the section of wall had nothing behind it. It looked like the edifice of an old building that had fallen down, and it now spanned an empty area from the southwestern corner of the building to a short corner structure about two meters to the south. I was aware of $Z to the south of me as i walked along the corner structure, which was about two meters wide east to west. At the eastern end of the structure, i wanted to jump back to the window, to the northwest of me. I thought that the distance might be too far to jump, but i jumped anyway, landing on a narrow ledge just under the window. I thought about grabbing on to the lower sill of the window, but debris seemed to be in the narrow gap in the stone where the window would have fit. I thought that the heavy white fragments might be part of the glass window, so i did not want to grab on to them. Instead, i jumped quickly back to the southeast, landing back on the sidewalk. I was back on the sidewalk on the street, where the others were. I turned to the north and pulled open two black double doors. This seemed to be the entrance to a nightclub or pub. The room inside was small, and a woman stood just to the east of the center of the room. She wore all black, a long-sleeve shirt that seemed to be canvas, a heavy denim skirt, and black stockings. Small tufts of white and pink stuck out form her skirt and jacket. She had a guitar slung over her shoulders and she was playing it. She stood with her legs wide, as though posing for a punk scene. I knew that she was doing the music for the play, and i again felt disappointed that i was not part of the performance. I wanted to do something with the music. The woman turned to the northeast and started doing something on a sound board that was against the eastern end of the northern wall. I closed the double doors so that i did not disturb her. I felt annoyed that i was not doing anything with music. I wanted to be involved in something. I felt bad as i moved back into the crowd.

I was with $Z as we walked to the south, into the long room of the public space. People were gathered here, and it seemed that they were gathered for a New Year’s Eve celebration. The people seemed to be standing in a long oval in the center of the room, and some performers were to the southwest and west of them. We moved to the eastern side of the group of people. The crowd seemed to be only about fourty or fifty people, and they seemed to be wearing winter coats. A choir in white robes stood along the western side of the oval, singing something. A man to the southwest then started singing something in a low voice. The voices sounded somewhat gravely and very interesting. A second man, who was standing just to the north of the first, then started singing a higher melody in a clearer voice. The two men sounded very good, and i closed my eyes to listen to the song. I said something to $Z, who was standing to the north of me. I then realized that the music had stopped. I looked to the south west to see only the two men standing on the side of the curved room. The choir was gone. I realized that the performance was over, and i felt disappointed. I asked the two men if the performance was over, sounding disappointed. The men looked at me. One had a square face with curly hair, and the other had white hair and a rounder face. They both looked familiar, but the man with the square face seemed very familiar. He reminded me of Dean Martin. He looked at me as if trying to figure out what i was saying, and he seemed to be curious as to why i had asked the question. The man said that they would sing, and he again started singing the low part of the song. Again, the second man joined in after the first refrain with the higher voice. The choir was no longer with them, but the two voices sounded good together. Something about the two men seemed very familiar, but i was not sure from where i knew them.

12023 July 05

I woke up on the northern side of the bed, which seemed to be in the middle bedroom of my parents’ farmhouse. It was still dark, thought morning twilight just seemed to be starting. Someone was laying on the bed to the south of me. He seemed to be $F71 or my father. The bed was on the western wall of the room, and our heads were to the west. I sat up, noticing a man standing to the southeast of us. He was walking slowly to the east, facing southeast. He seemed to be $A380. He had been here, and i thought that he as sad or upset about something. I felt bad for him, and i wanted to comfort him. I then heard the sound of heavy breathing. $A380 was now sitting or crouching on the floor, on the eastern side of the small window that was low in the wall. He had his left arm on the sill and he was staring out the open window. The dim light from outside outlined his features. I heard the hoarse breathing, and i thought that he might be having difficulty breathing. I thought that he must be in the window so that he could smoke tobacco cigarettes and not get the smoke in the room. I moved to the east, rounding the eastern end of the bed. I felt interested in $A380, and i wondered if i could be close to him at the moment. I thought about being intimate, but i knew that i should not. As i started toward him, i realized that the hoarse breathing was not coming from his direction. I thought that the person no the bed must be lightly snoring. I moved toward the man in the window. He seemed upset, and i thought that he was feeling sad and out of place. As i reached the window, though, i noticed that several others were sitting on the roof outside the window. They all seemed to be smoking. They all seemed like $G3. I started talking to them. I then realized that the man near me, to the east of me, was probably not $A380. Another man was to the southeast of me. He seemed very familiar, like $A380 or $A419. I felt close to the man to the east of me, who seemed more like $A822. I realized that there was a distinction in the men that i had been talking to. The man to the east of me was not exactly who i thought he was. The man to the southeast seemed rounded, with a short gray beard. I felt close to the man to the east of me, and i wanted to help him.

12023 July 06

I was talking to the man and woman on the bottom of the tall steep hill, which rose to the north of us. We seemed to be near the bottom of the hill. The hill was familiar, and it seemed to be to the west of the town. We had been in a large stone building, which seemed like an old castle. The castle was at the top of the hill, and it seemed that we would have to go back to the building. I thought that i had to go back to get my bicycle, which i seemed to have left in the castle. I told the others that we could ride our bicycles back down the hill from the castle. It seemed like fun, and i thought that we could glide most of the way down he hill. I pictured the smooth round slope of the hill. It seemed to be covered with low grass or shrubs. A narrow road wound back and forth as it ascended the hill, and the hill seemed to descend for a long way to the south. I looked down the hill to the south of me as we sat on the stone terrace of the castle. Our bicycles were nearby. I thought that we needed to get back to the town soon. I was then heading to the south, across the wide open field of tall grass. I was walking down a road that seemed to run across the center of the field. It was sunny, and the sky was clear and blue. A man was walking toward me from the south. I felt that i had to act well around him. As he passed on the eastern side of me, i noticed that he was dressed in dull robes. I thought that he was a monk. I thought about where i needed to go. I thought that i was heading back to Albany, so i thought that i would gave to turn on a road to the east to get back to the port area of the city. The commercial center of the city seemed mostly to the east, but i thought that the road ran a little to the southeast, to the port. I looked around at the things on the sides of the road, trying to recognize the area from where i had up the mountain. I knew that the road passed a building, which would be on the southern side of the street to the east. I expected to see the building just after i turned the corner, but i did not see it now. I pictured it as a small stone building. I felt confused, wondering if i had simply not come to the intersection i had been thinking of. I continued on the road, expecting to see another turn to the left where the building would be. I saw another corner, and i turned to the north. This place did not seem familiar either. I continued on, trying to see if i could recognize any of the places around me. I felt frustrated when i could not find anything familiar in the trees around me. I then realized that i had traveled farther on these roads than i should have. It had not seemed this far to get to the castle. I felt annoyed, thinking that i had missed a turn. I kept going, thinking that i was heading in the correct general direction. I could not find the correct intersection. It then seemed darker now. I wondered here the turn to get back to the city was. I kept turning onto roads that headed in the genera direction, but i could not recognize any of the landmarks around me. I headed to the east again, and i noticed a small wooden building on the northern side of the road. I suddenly recognized the building as one i had passed before. I felt annoyed that i had gone in a circle. I was now not far from the castle, on a relatively flat part of the hill. Frustrated, i turned to the south and headed back town the long road from the base of the hill. I decided that i would have to try again. I thought that it was better than being lost on other roads. I looked for an intersection that had a road to the east. I knew that it should be fairly close to the northern end of the road that i was on, so i expected to see it soon. I was then walking down the street of an old city. The buildings were all around, but they seemed run down, and they were not tall. I seemed to be passing through the outskirts of a suburban area. I came to a section where the land to the east of me was at a lower level. I could see a city street headed east, between two rows of old stone buildings. I thought that it might be the correct road that i was looking for, but i could not get to it from where i was. A small steep embankment just to the east of me ran along a drop-off to the land below. I could see a street below running parallel to the one i was on, but i was not sure how to get to it. I felt perplexed, wondering how i had gotten to the other street before. I looked around for a way to get to the other street. I had to get to the port of the city, where the station was. I knew that the station was on the northeastern side of the town. I continued to the south, turning to the east on the next street. The street was surfaced with cobblestone. I headed east, along the southern side of the street. A man came from the east, passing to the north of me. Ant the next intersection, where the street ended, i looked to the north, thinking that i had to continue generally to the northeast. The street to the north was also covered with cobblestones, and it ascended a long step hill. I felt frustrated, thinking that it could not be the correct way to the port. I looked around, wondering if there was another way i could take to get to the station.

I left the old stone building, which seemed like an apartment building in the middle of the city. $F71 was with me as i stopped on the veranda on the southern side of the building. The veranda had a heavy roof over it, and stone arches held up the southern edge. We were walking with several other people as we left the porch and headed for the street. The small crowd was around me as i crossed the street. The street seemed to end just to the east of where i was crossing, but the area on the southern side of the street seemed like a small plaza. The rounded plaza had gray blocks set into the ground, forming a grid pattern for walking. As i reached the northern side of the plaza, i noticed that the southern and eastern sides rounded into each other. The southern side of the plaza seemed to be only about ten meters to the south of me, but the western side seemed more like fifteen meters wide. The triangular plaza seemed to run between two streets that came together at the wide intersection to the east. A wide street seemed to run north to south to the east of me. I looked around as i reached the northern edge of the plaza, aware that $F71 was not with me anymore. I looked to the north, through the crowd of people that had been crossing the street with me, but i could not seem him. I continued into the middle of the eastern side of the plaza, thinking that he would catch up. Once i reached the middle of the plaza and was far enough from the busy pedestrian crossing, i turned around to look for him, but i still could not see him. I felt a little annoyed, wondering where he had gone. I looked over the small crowd of people on the northern side of the street. The people were now waiting to cross at the next opportunity. $F71 was not with them. I looked a little to the west, where the reddish stone railing of the veranda of the old apartment building was. I thought that he might have gone back to the porch, but he was not there. I felt confused, unable to figure out where he could have gone. I then felt annoyed, and i wondered if i should continue across the city without him.

12023 July 08

I was at the house where several other people were gathered. I knew that this was $A14’s house, and i had come to the house to get something. I was on the southern side of a large living room, which had high ceilings. A large square fireplace seemed to be in the center of the southern wall. I thought that $A14 and $A464 were having a party, and i felt a little out of place. I felt awkward here among the guests. I apologized for interrupting the party. I thought that i should not be hanging around the party. I knew that i had work to do, and i thought that i should be doing it. I moved to the western side of the room and sat down, thinking that i would be out of the way of the party here while i waited for the things i had come to pick up. To the north of me, the guests were seated in the black cushioned chairs. A woman was sitting in the chair near the western side of the room. She held a large martini glass in her left hand, and she took a sip of it. I realized that i was still holding a glass of wine that $A14 had given me. I felt uneasy, thinking that i should be doing work. I wondered how i could leave this place. I would have to get the things that i came for so that i could work on it. I looked at the wine glass that was in my left hand, and i realized that it was cracked. A thin fracture ran down from the upper rim. I felt upset, thinking that i had broken the glass. I wondered how i could have broken the glass. I knew that i had not hit it against anything. I felt bad that i had broken one of $A14’s glasses. I put the glass on a shelf to the west of me. Several other glasses were already on the shelf, which ran along the wall underneath the stairway. The stairs descended to the west from the upper floor, and then they turned north and then east. The eastern flight ran along the northern all. As i pulled my hand back from the glass, i noticed that the water glass to the north of my glass was also broken. I then realized that the step was not that far above the tops of the glasses. I wondered if the stairs sank as someone stepped on them. The pressure on the top of the glasses would have caused them to crack. I remembered that $A14 had come down the stairs when the glasses were under the stairs, so i thought that they must have broken at that time. I turned to the east and saw $A14 in the room. I told him about the broken glasses, and i apologized for causing them to break. I felt bad. I then thought that i should not be here. I had to get the things i came for so that i could get to work. I felt frustrated and wanted to leave.

I was working in the laboratory for $A14. I was in the center of the room, and i felt anxious. The room seemed filled with small laboratory tables that had black surfaces. A counter ran along the western wall, and the upper half of the wall seemed to be windows. A small cage with a bird in it was on the shelf to the west. I moved to get the cage, thinking that i had to bring it back to $F71. The pale-brown bird sat in the cage with its eyes closed. This seemed strange. I had been taking care of the bird for $F71, and i thought that i should now bring the bird back home. I moved toward the cage, but the bird flew up, to the northeast. I felt worried about the bird, and i was annoyed that it had gotten out of its cage. The bird landed on a shelf of books, which ran along the upper part of the northern wall. The bird landed to the northeast of me, just a little to the east of the center of the shelf. The bird was small, and i could now see that its feathers were dark green. The bird twitched a few times, and i watched the iridescent colors of its feathers. The sheen changed from green to purple to yellow. It seemed quite beautiful. The bird was very small now. It seemed to be only a centimeter tall. I felt nervous about handling it, but i tried to capture it. As i reached for it, it was suddenly a large black bird, like a crow. I was surprised by the sudden size change. I had to catch it, and i wondered how i could contain it. I wondered if it would still fit in the small plastic animal crate i had it in before. I would have to use the larger container, which i thought would be on the counter to the south of the smaller one. I thought about the larger container, but i reached for the smaller one. This seemed confusing.

I headed to the southeast, into the eastern half of the long room. The room seemed long east to west, and a professor was teaching from the northern side of a long rectangular table that was in the middle of the room. The table had a few square open spaces in the center of it. I was standing at the eastern end of the table, just off the southeastern corner. I was aware of students around the table, but they did not seem to be there at the moment. I did notice two books on the eastern half of the table. I thought that the y ere the textbooks for the class, and i thought it strange that the textbooks would be free, but they seemed to be on the table for someone to take. I started walking to the west, along the southern side of the table. The professor and the students talked about the class. I looked at the books as i passed them, and i noticed that the books looked more like the cases of cassette tapes. They were tan with yellow linings. It seemed strange that they would be cassette tapes. Someone then talked about the tapes as i neared the western end of the table. I felt interested in the tapes. I looked back at the table, wondering where i should sit. I was again at the eastern end of the table. The professor, who was sitting in the center of the northern side of the table, had a sheet in his hands, and he was holding it up. It had a design like the posters for the play Kynges Games. Two men were portrayed on the sheet; only their busts were visible. One man had frizzy hair and a beard. He reminded me of Coach Steve from Big Mouth. I thought that the two men were professors for the class, and i knew that both had the same name. It then seemed strange that they would both have the same name. I watched the scene of the professors as my view rotated around the table. I was watching this seen as though it were being filmed.

12023 July 09

I was in the pub with several other people. We were gathered in a small group near the southern wall of the room, and i was standing to the west of the main group. The others were talking as a woman approached them from the east. I knew the woman, and i joked to the others about her, saying “Don’t tell her to pick you up, or she’ll pick you up.” I had intended the joke as the woman literally lifting the others. I realized that the woman who had come in was my mother. I thought that she was homosexual. The others started talking to her, and then someone suggested that they all go to one of the pubs for female homosexuals. I asked my mother “Want to go pick up women at---”. Before i could finish, my mother cut me off, saying “Yes.” Her eagerness seemed humorous. We headed out of the pub to the east.

I was talking to the others near the southern side of the room, which seemed to be on the southeastern side of the house. Many people were gathered here for a party. I was here visiting $A608. This seemed to be his house. I knew that he was in a room to the northwest of where we were. I stood for a moment, listening to the others talk. I thought that i should go to say hello to $A608, but i felt a little uneasy. I had not seen him in a while, and it felt a little awkward to be here. I started walking around the room where i was, moving around the eastern end of the room. I thought that $A608 was working in the other room to the northwest. I finally decided that i should say something to him, so i headed to the northwest, into the other room. The room seemed mostly empty, but the floor was covered with small stacks of various things. I had entered into the southeastern corner of the room, through a doorway that seemed to be in the eastern end of the southern wall. I looked over the short stacks to the northwest and west of me. I thought that i was supposed to do something with the stacks. I took a step toward them, noticing that they were all in stacks of similar colored and shaped objects. A row of small bright-blue boxes ran to the west of me, and a row of larger dark dork boxes was just to the north of it. To the north were small piles in an east-to-west row. They seemed pale. Other stacks of bright-red flat objects were to the west. The flat objects seemed mostly triangular with rounded corners. A rounded bar seemed to run along the non-diagonal sides of the triangle and continued for about two decis past the triangle on the short end. The object reminded me of a rudder, and i thought that it had something to do with an airplane. I was not sure what to do, so i called $A608’s name. He responded from the northwest. I could hear him coming. It felt strange to be here.

12023 July 11

I was in a small outside place, talking to others. We headed to the southwest, across the area. $F9 was there, and i started talking to him. It was very good to see him again. A large structure was to the west of us, and it seemed to be a concert venue. We drove to the south, now in the old parking garage. The cement walls seemed dingy, and i thought that he structure was crumbling and not quite safe. I followed the narrow lane down the center of the structure, but i noticed another car coming from the south. I was a little nervous about going around it, because the edges of the parking levels did not seem to have bordering walls or guard rails. I slowed, not wanting to move to the west to get into a side lane. The other car stopped and started backing away so that i could pass. I continued, feeling nervous about the floor of the structure. I was now driving across a narrow lane, which seemed like a bridge between two sections of the garage. The floor seemed weak, and i worried about it sagging. I could also see broken edges on both sides of the bridge where rusted rebar was exposed. After crossing the bridge, i turned to the southeast, thinking that we needed to stop the car and get out. I pulled to the east, into a parking area. I felt that we were not supposed to be in this part of the garage, but it seemed that we were sneaking in here. I pulled carefully into the parking spot, noticing the holes in the floor. I had to make sure that the tires did not fall into them, or the car would be stuck. As i turned off the car, i wondered how we would avoid the holes when we got out of the car. I felt nervous about this place. I then headed north, following the others through the door. We came into some large maintenance halls of the building. We seemed to be in the concert venue, in the backstage area. I followed the others, but i worried that security might catch us. We were not supposed to be here. The wide hall around us was empty, though. We headed to the south and then turned west. Doors were in the side walls of the large corridor, and the walls were dull black. A few things were along the walls here and there. We headed to the west, through one of the doors but then came back into the hall. It seemed that we were looking for an exit from the hall area, but none of the doors seemed to be exits from the building. I was then aware of someone to the east of us. He seemed to be a guard, so i thought that we had to act as though we belonged here. We headed north and headed up a long set of cement stairs, which seemed to ascend the outside of the curved building. The stairs curved clockwise as they ascended. A large building to the north of us had a white dome on top, and the dome was rotating slowly in a clockwise direction. We headed to the northeast as i looked to the north at the building. I thought that a Pink Floyd show was going to happen in the arena to the north. We were heading to a special area that seemed to be part of an observatory. We had been on the southern side of the area, but by the time we were done climbing the stairs, we were on the western side of a high bridge that spanned the gap between two buildings. The bridge ran to the south from the building we were on to the northern side of the dome. Laser beams flickered around the bridge from the show. I hesitated near the northern end of the bridge. I stood just to the west of the northern end of the bridge, and i said something to $F9, who was standing to the west of me. I was not sure what to do. We then headed to the east to leave the concert area. I felt that we should get away from the show. It was dark now, and we were walking along a path that ran from the content area. The path was paved with asphalt, and a low grassy hill rose to the north of it. I seemed to be talking to $F9 still as we walked. I then heard four quick slapping sounds. I stopped suddenly and looked up to the east. Several kittens had been on the path ahead of us, and they tensed and looked to the north. They stood in wide stances, alert. Something seemed wrong.

12023 July 12

I headed to the west, down the hallway of the large building, which seemed to be a dormitory. I had to get upstairs, but i was not quite sure where to go. I felt that i had to get to the upper floor for a specific reason. I usually used the stairway on the western side of the building to go up, but i was in a part of the building that i did not usually go to. I hoped that the stairway that i was heading to would also go all the way to the top floor. I thought that some of the stairways might only go up a certain number of floors. I turned to the north and entered a room, which seemed like a public sitting area. People were sitting around the room in cushioned chairs. I started to climb the northern wall of the room, thinking that i could go over the wall and up to another floor. Something seemed strange about this, though. I suddenly realized that i was standing on the top of a large CRT monitor, which was on the western end of the southern wall of the room. I felt confused by the change in orientation, and i looked around .a man was sitting to the east of me. He sat on the northern side of a small desk, facing south. He looked at me as though curious as to what i was doing. I had not seen another set of stairs farther up the wall, as i had expected, and i felt confused. I wondered where they were. I thought that i must be in the wrong place. The man said that there was not another set of stairs here. He seemed bored by the statement, as though he had expected to find stairs here as well.

12023 July 14

It was dark outside. I had been doing something with the others, but they had all felt, and i was now alone. I moved to the west, across the small paved lot, which was to the northeast of a small cluster of buildings. The building ran along the western and southern side of the lot. I had to get back inside for something. I did not feel safe out here. I headed to the southwest, rounding the northern side of a small. I knew that the larger building to the southwest was a record facility, and i had to get to it to be safe. The building seemed rounded on the northeastern side. It was a plain cement building, with no features. The roof seemed to be a shallow dome. I knew that a door was in the northern side of the building, but i could not see it because the snow had blown into tall dunes, forming two ridges that ran north from the building. I ran to the west, to the northern ends of the two ridges of snow. I then stopped suddenly, thinking that someone was to the east of me. I imagined that the person was after me, so i hurried to got to the west. I knew that i would have to run between the ridges to get to the door, but i passed the second ridge. I quickly turned around to head back, but found it difficult to turn around. This seemed strange. I eventually managed to turn around, and i hurried to the south, down the gap between the two snowbanks. When i reached the door, i knocked, and a man opened the door to let me in. The man closed the door behind me, and i started to the north, down a short hallway. The corridor ran only a few meters to the north before it ended at an east-to-west corridor. I started toward the other corridor when i heard someone banging on the door behind me. I thought that it was the man from the east, who had been after me. The other man in the hall with me stood to the southeast of me. He was a large man with short hair and a round face. I thought that the was a guard for the place. He turned to look at the door. I thought that this place was an exclusive society, and i felt as though i were a member here. I looked back at the door, wondering if i could look out through the peephole to see who was outside. I realized that the door did not have a peephole. I then looked down at the bottom of the door, noticing a gap of a few centimeters below the door. I could see two feet standing on the other side of the door, and i felt nervous, thinking that the guard might let the man inside. I decided that i needed to leave the area, so i turned to the north and ran to the other corridor. I did not want the man to see me, if the guard opened the door. I thought that the guard would deal with the situation. I ran to the west, down the main corridor, and i came into a large room that was filled with tables. The room seemed like a cafe or dining area of a restaurant. A curved bar ran along the eastern half of the southern wall of the room, and booths and the bar curved from the wall, giving the architecture and interesting style. I spotted $A822 sitting on the eastern end of the bar, drinking from a small glass in his right hand as he faced roughly west. He sat to the west of me as i moved to the south, to the bar. I watched him finish the drink in the glass, leaving only the lime garnish. I felt worried about him, thinking that he was upset. I hoped that he was not getting drunk because he was upset. After he finished the drink, he tipped the glass over his head to show that it was empty. To the southwest of $A822, a man was sitting in the rounded booth that was just off the bar. He had an orange drink in his right hand, and it had what appeared to be a juicer cone on the glass. He seemed to raise his glass to $A822 in acknowledgement of $A822 finishing his glass. I thought that they were challenging one another to drink, and i hoped that $A822 would be okay. I then noticed the bartender to the south of me. He was mixing other drinks for $A822. He stirred a drink with his right hand as he held a sliced avocado in his lift hand. I realized that $A822 was alternating drinks, and i worried again that he was drinking because he was upset. I was not sure what i could do, so i headed to the west to leave. As i passed a small group in the crowd, they stopped me. They seemed concerned that i was here, and i thought that they suspected that i did not belong in the club. They asked about the ground that i was affiliated with. I remembered that i had been in the house to the north, which seemed to belong to a special society. I thought that this society was like St. Anthony Hall. I remembered being in a room on the southern side of the house. I remembered that the people there were painting something in a room on the southern side of the house. I felt that i now knew something secret about the society, because i had seen the painting. I felt good about having seen the work, because i felt included by the group.

12023 July 15

I was with $G4 as we moved to the southeast through the city. Another person and i were leading the group on a run. I thought that we had gotten far enough ahead of the group that they would not see us hide in the porch of one of the buildings. We turned south and ran down the western side of a street. At an intersection, the other man crossed the intersection just ahead of me and ran to the southwest, into an opening in a wall of a building on the southern corner of the intersection. I knew that this place was our house, and the runners would not be aware of it. As i crossed the street, i looked at the stops that led up fro the gap in the wall. I could see several terraces running across the lawn, from northwest to southeast. The other man was sitting on a terrace in front of the house, which acted as a veranda. I was amused, thinking that we could recline on chairs on the veranda and pretend to watch as the runners passed by, wondering where to go. I turned to look to the northeast as the runners started across the intersection below us. There seemed to be two or three terraces between the porch and the street, and we were about ten meters above the level of the street and set back. The runners slowed and looked around fro the trail. I then glanced up, noticing a wide roof over our heads. The northeastern edge seemed to hang out over the terraces, and it had gold-colored ornaments along the front edge. The ornaments seemed to simulate swaths of cloth with tassels on both sides. Two round disks hung down near the outside edges, just inside the tassels, and a round disk seemed to be in the center, with its center aligned on the center of the roof’s thickness. I thought that it would look very gaudy from the street, and i thought that it would seem stereotyped for the house, because homosexuals lived in the house. I felt a little annoyed that people would think that the gaudy was appropriate for this reason. I leaned back, watching the people come up the steps to the porch. Many people already seemed to have gathered on the porch. I looked up at the gaudy decorations on the edge of the roof again. I could only see them from the back side, but i knew that they looked overly decorative for the building. It then seemed darker, and i thought that we had been here a while. I thought about the design of the house. It seemed like a very nice house, and i wondered what it would be like to live in it. I was sitting on the flat roof now, looking to the northeast. I pictured tall round stone columns holding up the outer edges of the roof. I thought about walking out to the front edge of the roof, which would be the only way to adjust the decorations that were on the edge of the roof. It seemed safe, because the stone columns would support the weight of the people walking on the roof. It was getting dark, and i thought that the people on the porch below were starting to leave or head inside. I sat cross-legged on the roof, about three meters from the edge. I had a handful of small firework poppers in my left hand. I tossed a couple over the edge of the roof, listening for them to pop. I could not quite hear them. Another sound seemed to be filling my ears. I tossed a few more over and then waited. I felt mischievous, thinking that the people below would not know where the popping noises were coming from. I tossed a few to the northwest, but i was not sure if they went far enough to fall over the sides of the roof. If they landed on the roof, they would not have had enough velocity to explode when they hit. I waited a few moments and then tossed three or four more over the front of the roof to the northeast of me, listening to hear if anyone heard the sound and wondered what it was.

I was in the rounded room on the western side of the building, looking to the north. The room seemed to be a tower that was attached to the side of the building. It bulged out from the building in a semicircular column. I looked through a narrow window to the north of me, which looked along the side of the building. I could see a second tower about fifteen meters away. I wondered if i could see into the windows of the other tower. I tried to get a better look at the other tower, but the shade in the window seemed to be blocking part of the view. I turned around and looked to the south to see a tall skyscraper in the middle of the city. The man in the room with me than said that we could leave this place now. It seemed as though we had to wait for something, but we were now free to leave. I did not want to go yet. I paused for a moment to admire the view over the wide city, which seemed to be on a flat plain. Off in the hazy distance, to the southwest seemed to be a body of water on the horizon. I felt pressured to leave, but i wanted to stay here to admire the view. I then thought that we needed to get outside of the dome that we were in to do something. I headed to the east, exiting the building and started around the northern side of the large dome. A thin metal railing was to the north of the landing that i was walking on.

I headed down the hill, feeling that i had to hurry so that i could pack my things. I felt uncomfortable. I wanted to leave, but i knew that the others would not expect me to leave so soon. I thought that the others might think it strange if i leave early. I wondered if they would worry about me because i would leave so early. I talked to $A645 as i sat on the steps near the bottom of the hill. We talked about the playing cards, which seemed to have something to do with a joke. One of the cards represented a red head. I was not sure that others would understand the joke. I thought that the humor would transmit to others, but it seemed unusual.

12023 July 16

I was driving with $F71 across the rural area, heading roughly north. A large hill was to the north of us, and i thought that we would have to drive up it again. We had been trying to get to the place, which seemed to the northwest of us, but we had gone the wrong way and found ourselves back at the bottom of the hill. We traveled straight up the hill to the north and then turned to the west, passing to the south of an old farmhouse that was just to the west of the intersection. The dirt road seemed very narrow and seemed to be nothing more than a hiking trail at times. I remembered this from before. The road had seemed difficult to drive, but we had come here before on our way to the campsite. we had to get back to the place where we had been camping. I thought that we would be staying overnight here, though it seemed as though we had not planned to do so previously. I knew that we would still have to continue up the steep hill to the north. The ground was covered with snow now. It had not been snow covered before. I thought that we would just need to get the car up the steep hill and then we would be safe at the camp site for the night. I hoped that the car would make it up the narrow trails in the snow. I thought that it had earlier, so i decided that it should be able to do so now, but i still felt nervous. I then wondered if we could continue to the north and then west to get out of the area and back to main roads. I thought that we had just done this, so i thought that we should be able to do it again. I gathered our camping things from the ground and started putting some of the things in our packs. We had to get going to make it to the camp ground. I then realized that we had forgotten our sleeping bags and tent. I felt upset. They were still on the floor in the basement. I felt very upset, and i told $F71 that we would have to go back. I started to repack my things. We were standing on the porch of a small house, which was to the east of us. The porch was on the northwestern side of the house. I felt terrible as i packed, and i was aware that people lived in the house to the east of us. I felt wary of the people in the house. The door to the house was to the southeast of us, on the western end of the southern wall of the porch. The porch seemed set into the side of the house, and the northern and western walls were screened. Several things were set out on the porch, and i thought that they were not all ours. I focused on gathering our things together so that we could leave. We had spilled our things over the ground to sort them out. As i picked several of the things up, i noticed a jigsaw puzzle of the album cover for American Pie. We had brought the puzzle, but i did not feel like putting it back in out things. I thought that i would leave it here. I then hoped that the people from the house had not noticed that we were packing our things. I did not want them to know that we were leaving early and leaving some of our things here. I then noticed that a box for a jigsaw puzzle was on the porch to the northeast of us, on a small table that was against the eastern wall of the porch. The people in the house had jigsaw puzzles as well, so i thought that the one we were leaving would fit in here. Stacks of clothing were sitting on the floor of the porch against the southern wall, but it was not ours. I laid out a few of the puzzles on the floor to look at them. I covered the boxes with a cloth, thinking that i could hide which ones were here until after we had left. I then thought that i could take one of the jigsaw puzzles that the people had. I hoped that they would not notice that one of their puzzles was missing. I started to roll up the cloth when the door to the southwest of me opened, and two of the people from the house stuck their heads out. A man and a woman looked around the doorframe at us. They both seemed older, and they both had round tight faces with thin features. The woman seemed to have her hair tied back. The woman said something to the man, referring to him by the name of an emotion. I realized that the two people were representations of actual emotions. I was glad to see that they were pleasant emotions, at least. I felt less stressed about packing up, thinking that the man and woman must be trustworthy, because they were not the negative emotions. I talked to them as i rolled up the puzzle in the blue cloth. I then folded the roll in half and put it in my bag. $F71 was to the north of the people as they spoke to us. I told them that we were heading out camping.

12023 July 17

I could hear the sound of music from somewhere in the large building, and i was moving through the building, looking for where the music was coming from. I thought that the instructor was having the students perform at different locations in the building. The building seemed like $P7. I moved to the east, along the southern side of the hallway. A after a few meters, i stopped and listened to see if i could figure out where the music was coming from. I could hear the music clearly in the hallway, but i was not sure where the new sound was coming from. It did not sound like the music i had heard before, and i could not determine the new location. I had crouched down to listen for the sounds, but i then stood up. The sound now seemed to be coming from the west, down the long white hallway with plaster walls. The hall opened up into the main hall of the building. I headed into the main hall, noticing the men singing in a group to the south of me. I stopped to the north of them to listen for a moment. I thought that the teacher would be conducting the choir as they sang, but i could not see him. After a moment, i turned to the south and started walking along the wall of the theater. The large theater seemed to be on the western side of the building. I walked slowly across the theater, looking at the people seated in the audience. I noticed $A255 sitting in the center of the audience. The audience was facing south in the room, and $A255 seemed to be just to the north of the central aisle that crossed the middle of the room. He was watching something to the southeast. The room around us was dark, with a black ceiling. I stared at $A255 for a moment, wondering if he would notice that i was here. He was sitting in a box seat that was in the middle of the center of the audience. I realized that the person sitting to the right of him was $A231. I watched both of them as i walked past, hoping that they might recognize me. I then realized that the person to the west of $A255 also looked familiar. After i passed them, i turned to the southeast to see what they were looking at. I could see several heads of men in small boxes singing on the stage on the southern side of the room. Each person seemed to be in a small audience booth on the eastern end of the southern wall, and only their heads were visible above the top of the wooden booths. They were singing a song that sounded somewhat familiar. As they tuned their heads in unison to face northeast, i realized that they all had hair styles from the eighties. Their hair was molded so that it stuck forward over their foreheads, curving to the left sides of their faces. The heads turned again in unison as they sang. The song was nice, and i thought that the performance was interesting.

12023 July 18

I headed to the southeast, into the college building. As i walked, i thought that i wanted to fly, so i jumped and let myself glide a few steps before putting my feet down and jumping again. I jumped just as i entered the northeastern end of a large open room, which had sparse furnishings here and there. This seemed to be a lounge, and the building seemed old, with stone walls and wood rafters. I continued flying around the building, turning to the west as i passed through a small central room. I wondered if the students would find it interesting that i could fly. I then turned to the north, into a lecture room. I entered the room through a door on the western end of the southern wall, and i flew north along the western wall of the room. I was propelling myself by moving my arms as if swimming through the air. I reached forward with my right arm and pulled it back as i reached forward with my left. I seemed to be pulling on the air. I was also making a noise with my mouth as i flew. As i reached the northern end of the room, i flipped over and headed back for the door in the southern wall, still swimming about four meters from the floor. As i turned, i suddenly realized that people were in the room with me. The chairs in the lecture room faced north, and the audience had seen me push off from the northern wall. I felt suddenly embarrassed for making noises as i flew. I headed to the south as the people in the room cheered and laughed. I then realized that the people in the class were already getting up to leave the class. I hurried to the south so that i could escape before they could follow me or find out who i was. The floor sloped down to the north, and i was now hurrying up the stairs along the western wall, toward the exit. As i passed through the doorway, i worried that someone would try to follow me. I headed to the east, into the larger central room of the building. I started to feel tense, thinking that the man was catching up with me. The eastern wall of the room was glass, and i could see the large atrium to the east. A wide terrace encircled the atrium, and i thought that i could jump over the edge to get away. I shifted to the south a little to get to the hallway that led to the atrium. The hallway extended to the east along the southern wall of the large room around the atrium. The northern wall of the corridor was glass. As i passed the eastern end of the wall, i turned to the north and headed for the large round hole in the floor. The hole in the center of the atrium was about twenty meters wide, and i seemed to be on the top floor. The ceiling let daylight in. Chairs around the upper level faced generally toward the railing around the balcony. Some of the seating seemed to be in rows, like bleachers. I jumped over a few low couches and let myself glide toward the railing around the atrium. As i approached the edge, i started to feel nervous, thinking that it was probably a long way down. I hoped that i could control my descent well enough. I was again aware of the man following me, and i felt that he was still getting closer to me. I reached forward with my arms and dived over the edge and into the open center of the atrium. I thought that it would be hard for the man to follow me over the edge, and i felt a little relieved that he could not. I seemed to have been three or four floors up from the ground of the atrium, and as i reached the lower level, i decided that i would head to the north to exit the building more quickly. I speeded down a narrow hallway with a lower ceiling. The lights in the hallway were not on, but daylight shined in from the ends of the hallway. I then thought that i might not make it to the doors on the northern side of the building before the man could get there. He would be able to descend the stairs and reach them before i could get back to the north. I thought that it would be better if i headed to the southwest and left the building from the atrium. I wanted to get outside as quickly as possible so that i could have more room to maneuver. At the northern end of the darkened hall, i turned to the southwest and flew up the stairs that led to the exit door. I felt that i had to get outside as quickly as possible, because the man was too close to me now. I swimmed up the stairs, pulling myself through the air as i climbed. I felt tired, and i realized that i was not moving as quickly as i had moved before. I was aware of the man behind me, and i worried that he would be able to reach me. I focused on pushing the air past me and back down the stairs, hoping that it would push the man away from me. I felt nervous and anxious about him. I reached the door and was outside. I quickly ran to the southeast, across the small roof of the lower part of the building. When i reached the edge, i jumped to the southeast, thinking that i would fly over the building and head north to get out of the line of sight of the man. As i started upward, i realized how tired i felt, and i worried that i would not be able to escape so easily. I flew to the room, but i felt exhausted. I knew that i had to get away, though, so i ran to the north, thinking that i would simply jump off the other side and fly between other buildings to get out of the line of sight.

12023 July 21

I stood to the south of the basin sink, which was full of clothes. I had been running the water to fill the basin. I pushed some of the clothing into the water, trying to wash it. I then tried to turn off the sink, but i could not get the water to turn off. The spigots did not do anything to stop the water. I felt frustrated as i tried to shut off the water.

12023 July 23

I was in the large cafeteria-like room, where the others were eating. The room was filled with people from the convention or large meeting. I was sitting near the northwestern side of a table, which was near the center of the room. For a moment, i was talking to some other people who were standing to the west and northwest of me, but i turned back to the east and returned to the northwestern side of the round table. When i reached the table, i saw that the others had already left, and i felt disappointed. Some papers had been left on the table, though. I leaned forward to see that one of them was a yellow ticket with black and purple decorations on it. The black and purple shapes had sharp angles across the face of the ticket. A note next to the ticket said “Remember to give to Lisa”. I thought that $F66 was supposed to give the card to someone as an award. The award would have been presented at the dinner. I turned to the north and headed out of the room, coming outside of the building. A large structure was to the north of me, but i did not pay attention to it. I was trying to think of something that i should be doing. I was not quite sure what it was. $A548 was then to the south of me, walking to the west as she looked at me. I wondered if i should say something to her.

I turned to the south, standing in the center of the room. A door was to the south of me, but it was closed. I thought that it would be locked, and i knew that i did not have the key. I felt annoyed that we had gotten locked in the room. Frustrated, i wondered what we could do to leave. I then noticed $A645 entering the room through a window to the southeast of me. I realized that we could get in and out of the room from the outside. I wondered if we could get to the hall to the south of the door from the outside, but i decided that we could not. It seemed that i needed to get into the hallway, but i could not do so from here. I moved to the old wooden door to the south of me and knocked on it. A peep lens was in the upper part of the door, so i looked through it to see if anyone was outside who could hear me knocking. The hallway ran to the south from the door, and i saw someone on the eastern side of the southern end of the hall. I thought that the person was a maid and that he or she was cleaning the rooms. The maid was wearing a pink uniform. When i saw that the maid was in the hallway, i knocked on the door again to try to get their attention. I then looked back though the lens, but i could not see anything anymore. I must have been in the wrong position to look through the opening. I changed position, knocked, and then looked again. I could now see the hallway, but it was empty. I felt confused. I then noticed a pink fuzzy shape on the left side of my view through the lens. I thought that the maid was very close to the door, in the room on the eastern side of the hallway. I knocked on the door again. The maid then opened the door and looked at me. I thanked her, but she seemed stern but uncertain. She extended her right hand, holding a small brass key. I hesitated to take it, thinking that the key was hers. I knew that i would need my own key so that i would not have to hold on to hers. I took the key, thinking that i would have to get my own key for the door somehow.

12023 July 24

I drove the car to the west. The land around me seemed flat, but it was dark, and i could not see where i was. The road seemed to run along the northern side of something. As i reached an intersection or corner, i turned to the south without stopping. A car was to the south of me, on the right side of the road as i drove down the left side. The lights of the car shined at me, and i realized that the car was not moving. I then realized that several other cars were queued up behind it. They were stopped at the train tracks, and i had headed for the tracks without stopping. I realized that the traffic light in front of the train tracks must be red, but i could not see it, because it was high enough that it was behind my visor when i turned the corner. I started to react quickly, pressing my brakes, but i realized that i was moving to fast. I was not sure that i could stop before i reached the tracks, and i felt indecisive. I decided to continue to the south, through the traffic light. I glanced to the west as i crossed the tracks. A dark object blocked my view down the tracks, but as i passed it, i could see the lights of the train coming. It was not close to me, and i quickly crossed the tracks and continued down the road to the south. I felt bad about driving through the red light, and i thought that i should not have done so. I then wondered if a police car might have seen me drive through the intersection. I worried that i might be stopped. I did not want to get in trouble for driving through a red light. I continued down the street. I thought that i would have to turn on to one of the side streets before a police car could see where i had gone. I felt upset. I was now driving to the north, away from the tracks. A car was driving north ahead of me. I was now driving in the right lane, and i turned to the right, onto a side street. A row of low brick apartment buildings ran along the northern side of the street. The seemed to be three stories tall and ran down the street for at least a hundred meters. I drove down the street, listening for the sound of sirens. I felt worried that i had done something wrong. I slowed on the side of the street, passing a parked car that was on the northern side of the street. A car came from the east, and i thought that i could hear sirens to the west of me. I thought that i should pull over and turn off my lights so that it seemed that i was parked on the side of the road. As the car from the east passed me, i realized that the road was wide enough that i could make a U-turn. I turned to the north and pulled over to the side of the road. I thought about turning my car off, but i did not hear any sirens any more. I thought that i had probably imagined it. I looked down the darkened street to the west, watching cars drive north on the main road at the end of the street. I thought about how i could turn off the car, thinking of how the lights would turn off. All of the lights would need to be out in order for me to hide on the side of the street. I thought about this as i sat in the car. My mother was then in the passenger’s seat of the car, and we had to start moving. I drove the car to the west, down the street. Something seemed wrong, though. I did not seem to be in full control of the car. The street sloped down steeply to the west as we approached the intersection, and i pressed the brakes to stop. As we slowed, i realized that i was sitting backward in the east. This did not seem right. I looked over my left shoulder at the road, opening the door as we paused at the intersection so that i could swing my feet around to face forward. I then looked out at the road ahead of us as we began moving, but i could only see a small section of it. I seemed to be looking down at the gray asphalt right in front of the car, which was illuminated by the headlights. I was looking more along the horizontal, but i continued to see the pavement. The car was not moving correctly, though. It had turned to the north, but we were still moving to the west. This seemed wrong. I rotated my torso so that the car was facing forward. My mother seemed surprised, and she asked me what had just happened. I was not really sure, and i told her that i did not know. Something about the situation seemed confusing. My mother walked to the east, into the small living room. I followed her in, talking about the situation. She stopped in the center of the eastern side of the room and faced me. She was dressed in a short colorful dress and had her blond hair fluffed out to the sides in a sixties style. She seemed to be wearing blue stockings under the dress. I looked around at the room. It seemed rather rustic, and i was surprised at the detail i could see. The northern wall was covered with horizontal planks of wood, and several wooden-framed pictures hung over the white couch that was along the northern wall. Something about the room seemed interesting, and i tried to remember the details that i was seeing.

12023 July 25

I moved to the east a little and stopped on the northern side of the small room. This theater seemed to be a cinema, and i knew that i was not here to watch the show. The room sloped up steeply to the west, and i was standing in an aisle that was along the northern wall, which seemed to run west-northwest to east-southeast. I thought that i should leave the room, but i looked around at the people here. I thought that i should pretend to look around for someone before i left. I was aware of a man sitting to the west of me, in the top row of the theater. He sat slouched in his chair. He seemed to have chin length blond hair, and he seemed to be wearing an unbuttoned denim jacket. Another man sat just to the south of him. He turned to look at me as i stepped up a level and started looking around. I stepped back down to the northeast, but i continued to look around. I realized that i could not take a cursory look around once the man had noticed me, so i continued to look around the room. Fewer than half of the chairs had people in them, and i continued to scan them as i backed to the northeast, toward the exit. The lowest level of the room extended to the north farther than the rest of the northern wall. A set of metal steps seemed to lead down to the east form the northern end of the level. The lowest level of the theater seemed to be open to the east. It seemed that a corridor ran below the level of the theater, on the eastern side of the theater. I descend the steps and walked a little to the south. A darkened passageway led to the west, underneath the theater. I headed to the west, coming out into an open area, which seemed to be part of a mall. I moved around in the area. Several other people were there. I felt that i could not find something that i was looking for, and i felt flustered and agitated. I was facing north on the western side of a small room when i picked up a short wooden pole from the floor with my left hand. It was about two centimeters thick and about a half meter long. I bounced the tip of the stick a few times as i held it, and then i started marching quickly back to the east. I was aware that my movements would seem determined, and i wondered if someone might think that i was angry and ready to attack someone. I moved quickly back down the darkened corridor, thinking that my stature would look interesting. I was back by the theater, and i looked around the plain dull-black walls around me. The seating still seemed to be to the west of me, on a level above me. I thought that the movie had something special about it. I moved quickly to the east, continuing to grip the stick in my left hand. The corridor then seemed to rock to the south and then back to the north. I swinged my arms out for balance. I realized that the movie was changing the reality here. The theme had something to do with distorted reality or parallel universes. I came into another room, and i told someone that the film was changing reality. I tried to think about the movie. It seemed interesting, and i wanted to understand it.

I was sitting on the eastern side of the cafeteria, on the northeastern side of a round table. Others were sitting with me, and the room seemed to be full of people. I knew that they were here for the conference that we had attended. Some of the people in the center of the room, to the west and southwest of us, seemed to be leaving to the north. I thought that it might be time to head out from the meal. I stared out the large glass windows to the south. A tree was outside, and it was blowing in the wind. It did not have any leafs, and it was mostly thin twigs that formed a rounded crown. Something was strange about the tree. It seemed that someone was lifting it out of the ground. The tree tipped to the west and fell over. A few other trees nearby seemed to be affected, but they did not fall over. I then noticed that the roots of the tree that had fallen were raised above the sill of the window. They seemed strangely conical, forming a nub around a meter wide. I realized that the tree was slowly falling toward the window, and i warned the people across the table, to the south of me that the tree might hit the window. A woman was sitting on the southeastern side of the table. She started to look at the window when the tree suddenly moved forward. The roots pushed through the glass, and the glass broke and fell to the ground. A large triangular piece moved inward and fell down. It was about a meter and a half tall on the eastern side and about a half meter wide at the bottom. The woman stood up and moved to the northeast to get out of the way. she turned around to look at the broken window. I turned to the north to leave the room. I was at the front of the building, on the northern side of the building. The front of the building seemed to be a glass window, and a wide sidewalk ran from the building to the street to the north. Others were standing on the sidewalk, talking about how they would head to the other part of the event. It seemed that we had to get to another building to do something. I thought about the cars that would pick people up. The woman was standing to the east of me as i started walking to the south, toward the building. She was talking to someone to the north of her. I turned to her and asked her if she wanted to ride in a large car. I picture the long silver car. It seemed very fancy and longer than a normal car. The woman seemed interested, but we both started moving to the east, across the gravel parking lot. The others seemed to be ahead of us. An old cinderblock building was to the northeast of us, and we were heading east, toward the southern side of it. A green metal door seemed to be in the center of the building, and i thought that the building was a dance hall. The others would be joining the events there. I jogged after the woman, feeling cheerful about the situation. We paused near the door, and i said that i had to get something. I had a pair of large shoes in my right hand. I told the woman that i would be inside in a moment. I turned to the west and ran along the front of the building. At the southeastern corner, i turned to the north and started running along the western side of the building. I stopped halfway along the building and looked at the shoes again. They looked like high-top sneakers, but they were oversized. They seemed wide and puffy. The tops seemed to be made of a light-blue foam material, and the soles and details were of a dull-medium-blue rubber. Something about the shoes seemed confusing. I turned the one in my left hand over, looking at the treads on the bottom. They looked like trail treads, with square patches. I felt unsure about the shoes. I had to do something with them, but i was not sure what.

12023 July 26

I was cleaning up some things in the bedroom, which seemed to be the large bedroom in the upstairs of my grandmother’s house. I was on the eastern side of the room, facing west. The large bed was on the southern wall, just to the west of me. It seemed that i had just woken up here, and it seemed to be morning still. I was aware that my relatives were in the house. My aunt seemed to be visiting with her family. I headed to the south, into the next room. A narrow room ran along the eastern side of the house, running between the bedroom i was in and a larger room to the south. The western wall of the narrow room seemed to be creme blue, and it seemed to have cabinets or other doors in it. My mother was near the southern end of the room, and i said hello to her. The room opened up at the southern end, and a staircase seemed to be to the southwest of me, descending to the west, into the floor. The stairway had a thin metal railing around it. $K3 was sitting in a chair just to the east of me now. I moved a little to the south, to the east of a small round table that seemed to be just to the south of the eastern end of the staircase. My mother said something about the thing on the table, and i looked down to the west of me to see the newspaper, which looked like a glossy color insert. I did not understand what it was, and i asked my mother about it. She seemed hesitant to respond, but she said that it was “one of those controversial” papers. I realized that it probably promoted controversial political views. My mother did not want to bring it up, because my relatives were here. I realized that $K3 might be upset with the ideas in the paper. I felt annoyed, thinking that i did not want to have to pretend that i held extremist views to make my relatives comfortable. I then wondered if the extremist views held by my relatives were the reason that they did not talk to different members of their family. I flipped through several pages of the newspaper. The pages seemed to be covered on the left with large images that looked like ads for merchandise. I wanted to ask about the paper, and i felt annoyed that i could not. I wanted to ask anyway, even if it did upset my relatives. I felt frustrated with them, but i seemed to understand why $K1 was not talking to $K3 and $K4.

12023 July 27

I sat at the western end of the northern side of the rectangular table, which seemed to be in the center of the dining room of my parents’ farmhouse. Other people were in the room to the southeast and east of me, and they seemed to be my relatives. I listened to them talking about something, thinking that it was an interesting conversation. I then leaned back to the north, laying on the eastern side of the large bed. It was warm, and i only had a white sheet over part of my body. I had been asleep here, and it seemed to be early in the morning. I tried to remember the conversation, and i started talking to $F4, who was lying on the bed to the west of me. For a moment, he seemed to roll next to me and put his right arm over my chest and his right leg over my legs. He seemed like $F71. I sat up, saying something about the conversation. $F4 was now on the western side of the bed, lying down and facing west. He sat up as i asked about something.

I entered the area from the east and crossed the northern side of the room. The room seemed to be a theater, and the chairs were facing north. The room was not that large, though. I moved behind the first row of chairs, which faced north. A few people were sitting in the front row of chairs, but i had to collect my things, which were still in the chair. I picked up a backpack or bag and put a few things into it. I then leaved over one of the chairs in the front row, looking down at the collection of padlocks on the chair. Some had chords with them, and i knew that all of them were for bicycles. As i reached for them, an older woman was to the east of me, and she asked about the locks. She was shorter than i, with fuzzy dark hair. She seemed to be Hispanic or Mexican. I realized that she was concerned that i was taking things from the chair and decided to ask me about them. I told her that the locks were for my bicycle. She leaned over the chair and looked at them. As she straightened back up, she asked why the locks have fobs on them. She said that there were so many fobs. I smiled, letting her know that the fobs had GPS tracking in them so that, if i lost my lock, i could call it on my cell phone to find out where it was. I looked to the west at a chair to the west of me as i said this. I then turned back to the woman, who seemed amused by the idea.

12023 July 28

I left the place where the others were and walked to the north, along the eastern sidewalk of the city street. It seemed bright out, and the ground was very white. I felt good as i chatted with the man to the west of me as we walked. I was aware of a woman walking to the southeast of me, also heading north. I tried to focus on the sidewalk. I glanced up at the man periodically, but i had to focus on the ground, because several small objects seemed to be on the sidewalk, and i had to step around them as i walked. A large square area was then ahead of me. I paused just to the south of it, allowing the man to the west of me to move forward so that i could move to the west and go around the area. The area seemed tall, but i could only see a thin black outline on the ground. I stepped to the west and started along the side of the of the object. The ground felt slippery under my feet, and my left foot slided forward as i walked. I quickly caught my balance and shortened my stride, commenting on the slippery area to the man. After passing the area, i speeded up again and continued talking to the man as we approached an intersection. It felt good to be here. I knew that we were heading to some place specific to do something.

12023 July 29

We left the place where the others were gathered and drove to the west on the street, which seemed to be at the edge of a small city. As we passed an intersection, i noticed the small shop on the northwestern corner of the intersection. It seemed to be an ice-cream shop. We had just eaten at the other place, so i was not hungry, but i liked the idea of eating ice cream. $F10 was driving the car, and he pulled over to the curb just to the south of the ice cream place. I could feel the fullness in my stomach, and i did not want to eat anymore, but i did not want to protest if $F10 decided to stop. $F10 got out of the car and walked around to the north side, where i was sitting. I did not want to get out of the car. $F10 leaned to the window and asked me something. It seemed as though i was having trouble moving, as though i were sick or injured. $F10 seemed to be taking care of me, and he was going to get me something to eat. I did not really want ice cream, but i let him get it for me. I felt glad that he was interested in taking care of me. $F10 walked to the northwest. I could see him pass into the store and stop at the counter, which was on the northern side of the western wall. I felt full, but i would eat ice cream with $F10.

People gathered in the grassy area to the west of me. I headed toward them as they started sitting in chairs. I remembered this place before. $F73 and $F62 had lived here before, and they were now here again. I remembered the muddy bridge to the northwest, and i wanted to follow the trails that led into the large area to the northwest. I moved to where the people were sitting. Everyone was talking to one another, and i thought about the trails to the northwest. Someone then asked me about the trails, saying that i should lead the way. The person knew that i wanted to do the trails. I started to the northwest. To the southwest of me, group of people were clustered into a small rounded area, where white plastic-seated chairs faced northwest. $F73 and $F62 stood up from the chairs in the front row and started walking to the northwest. I encouraged them to head to the trails, and i started to the west with them. $F73 moved ahead of me, jogging slowly along the southern side of a wet area with tall grasses. I followed him. I could see the wooden planks that ran to the north across a muddy area ahead of us. They were about ten meters to the west of us, and they ran about five meters to the north, crossing the mud between the swampy areas of grass. These planks seemed to be the start of the trail. I headed for the southern end of the planks, but $F73 passed the planks and tried to turn to the northwest. Some leafless bushes were in the water to the west of the planks. I knew that the land to the west of the planks was swampy, so i thought that it would be difficult to run there. $F73 splashed into a puddle of water, following up to his knees. I did not think that this was a good way to go. I turned to the north, aware of $Z just to the east of me. I stepped toward the first plank, but the edge of the plank was almost a meter to the north of me, and a puddle of mud was between it an me. The dirt of the grassy ground under me was soft and dark, and i realized that constant travel over the bridge might have eroded the soil on either end of the bridge. Mud was now between the planks and me. I stepped carefully into the mud, but i sank to my mid thighs. I said something to $Z about it, and then i stepped up onto the planks. I could hear the others following us. Some were moving through the watery area to the east of me, and some were following me from the south. I walked along the two planks, which were side by side in the mud. They turned a little to the north-northeast on the northern end. The planks were about three meters long and five to seven centimeters wide. As i reached the northern end, i saw another muddy area between me and the grassy hill to the north. The trail went up the grassy hill, but constant travel had worn out the bottom of the hill by the planks. I stepped over the mud as best i could, but i slipped in a little. The wet dirt of the hill was slippery, but i leaned forward so as not to slip back into the mud. I had a stick in my right hand, and i tried to use it to push myself upward. I was aware of $Z to the east of me, trying to offer me help. As i pulled myself up, i noticed that the ground under me was full of round holes where others had put sticks before. I thought that $F73 must have hiked this trail many times, and he probably used the stick for balance. I pulled myself up and started to the northwest, down the trail.

12023 July 30

It was the end of the school year, and i had to get all of my things packed up to leave this place. I had been living in this apartment for a while. $A59 was to the east of me in the bedroom that i was in. I was gathering things together from the bed, which was against the northern half of the western wall. I thought that i would have to pack my car until it was full and then come back for the rest of my things. I knew that they would not all fit in one car. I pictured the apartment around me, most of which seemed to be to the west of me. I thought that i would have to clean it room by room to make sure that i got everything. I then thought that i still needed to take a shower. I walked to the north, into another bedroom. Others were hanging around in the room. I looked around for my towel, and i picked up a stack from the western side of the room. I then noticed the towel i had been using under the bed, which was against the northern wall. The mattress of the bed was on a shelf that was halfway up the wall. To my annoyance, i realized that the towel was half under the mattress and half handing over the edge. I thought that it would not have dried under the mattress. I pulled the towel out and then headed to the east to get some other things.

I moved to the north, into the kitchen area, which as on the northern side of the larger room. My father was to the southwest of me, and my mother was sitting at a table to the south of me. I looked around for things in the kitchen. The cupboards on the northern wall were open, and looked at the plates, glasses, and kettles that were there, thinking that i would have to pack everything. I knew that i was leaving this apartment, and i thought that i would have to get everything ready to go with me. I then remembered that some of the things in the cupboards had been here when i moved into the apartment. I wondered how much i should pack. I felt tired, but i knew that i would have to get things done. I headed to the south.

Others were to the north of me, in the small area, which seemed to be under a large white tent. I was packing up bags on a picnic table near the southern side of the tent, and the others seemed to be doing something similar. I seemed to have a few paper bags, and i started putting some of the bags in side other bags. I picked up several folded paper bags from the table and put them inside one of the open bags. I then picked up a bag, which was a little larger than the bags i had been folding. I tried to fold it over to fit into the bag that i had been using but i could not quite get it to fold. I had put the paper bag of folded bags down on the table to the north of me as i looked at the larger paper bag. I decided that i could leave it unfolded and put the bag of paper bags that i had been stuffing inside the larger bag. I opened up the large bag, but when i went to grab the others bags that i had left on the table, i did not see them. I felt annoyed, thinking that one of the others had taken the bags. I asked no one in particular where the bags were, but the others showed me the bags that they had in their hands. None of them were the bag that i had been working on. I felt frustrated, and i said that it does not matter where the bags went. I did not want to have to argue with the others at this time, but i was angry that they had done something with the bags that i had been packing together. I decided that i should change my clothes so that i could leave and forget about the bags. We had been here for some event, and the event had ended, so we had been packing up to get things ready to leave. I moved around under the tent as i tried to get all of my things together. A man then said that he was leaving so that he could get to someplace before it got dark. He was somewhere to the east of me, but a thin white curtain hung down in the center of the tent to block off the different areas. I had been in an area where i could change more privately. I thought that it was rather early, and i wondered why the man would be leaving so early. I wondered if he had just said that so that he could leave without doing more work. I pulled the curtain aside, to the south, and i asked him where he was going to, trying not to sound accusative. He said that he was going to South Dakota. I remembered that he had already told me this before, so i felt disappointed that i had forgotten and had thought that he was trying to sneak away. I told him that i now remembered that he had told me about South Dakota before. I then looked to the northwest, seeing the patio that was just outside the tent. Several chairs had boxes and other things on them. We would have to finish cleaning up that area. I felt discouraged and frustrated. We had too many things to pack up.

12023 July 31

$K3 was to the north of me, and she seemed concerned about the situation. I was sitting in the bed with the sheets over my legs. I was facing the north as $K3 started asking me about $K1. I felt a little uncomfortable with the conversation, not sure how i should answer. I thought that i should not talk about $K1, because i did not want $K3 to know that i had been communicating with her. $K3 moved toward me as i started moving backward. I seemed to pass through a window in the southern wall of the room, and i still seemed to be sitting on the bed. I realized that $K7 was in the room with $K3. $K7 had entered my view on the eastern side of the room. She stopped near the northern wall of the room and turned to look at $K3, who was to the southwest of her. The room behind me was flat green, and everything in it seemed to be the same color. I could see the metal bars at the foot of the bed that i was in. They were green, and the whicker-like mesh across it was also the same dull green. $K3 seemed to be wearing a white blouse, and $K7 was wearing a pale muumuu as she stood facing west with a slouch. She watched $K3 as $K3 moved toward me and asked me if the information about $K1 was clear. I thought that i had heard information from $K7. I did not really want to answer any questions, but i realized that the question allowed me to not talk about $K1 directly. I told $K3 that the information was not clear, referring to $K7 and implying that i did not hear the information from anyone directly. I felt annoyed with the situation.

I walked to the east, passing to the north of the metal equipment, which seemed to be a weight machine. A man came from the east, roughly brushing against my right shoulder as he passed. He seemed young, and i knew that he was trying to intimidate me. I felt annoyed by him, and i tried to ignore him. After he passed me, he turned around and started teasing me. I was not sure what to do, so i continued to ignore him and moved to the western side of a tall metal machine, which was a weight machine. The metal structure had metal bars on the corners and black metal plates in the center. The structure seemed to have handlebars that rose above it, and i thought that it was for pull-ups. The man pushed against me from the south. I started to feel angry with him, but i did not want to act aggressive toward him, knowing that it would only encourage him to be more forceful. I turned to the west, and the man put his arm around my shoulder. I knew that he was trying to push me down, and i thought that i should grab his arm and flip him over my back. I started moving to the west again, and the man moved with me. He was trying to throw me down. Annoyed, i kicked him in the back of his right knee with my left foot, knocking him to the ground. I turned to the north to get away. I then moved east and headed south on the eastern side of the room. Another tall machine was to the southwest of me, and a lower machine was to the east of it. Two people were standing to the south of the lower machine. The woman on the eastern side of the two, who was wearing dark pants and shirt, seemed to be $A369.

I was on the northern side of the room, near the eastern end. I was talking to the woman to the east of me. She seemed to be sitting against the dull-black eastern wall. She said something to me, and i responded. The conversation felt good. A second woman was standing to the south of the first, and she added something to the conversation. I then said something else in response. The first woman leaned toward me, telling me “Let her finish.” The first woman had puffy gray hair, and she held a small booklet open in her lap. I realized that we were reciting lines from a play, and the second woman had more to say before the lines that i had started saying. I felt suddenly anxious. I had not known the lines for the dialog; i had simply been having a conversation. I leaned back a little, wondering what i was supposed to say next. I felt a little confused. I tried to think of the words for the scene, but nothing came to mind. The woman to the southeast of me stopped talking, but i did not know what to say. I must have been saying the lines to the play correctly up until that time, but now i did not know what to say. I felt more nervous, and i was not sure what i should say. The woman to the east of me seemed to restart the scene, but i could not remember what i had said previously. I told her that i did not have my script with me and that i did not know any of the lines. The three of us sat for a moment. I felt disappointed that i did not know the lines from the play, and i told the woman to the east that i could not recite the lines anymore. I stood up, frustrated and upset. I turned to the east, picking up my backpack, and i started to leave the classroom. The class was a wide lecture room, with seats facing south. The rows of seats curved toward the center of the room a little. Only five or six rows seemed to be present in the room. I felt very upset. As i reached the center of the northern side of the room, i noticed the professor entering the room from a door in the eastern end of the southern wall. He curiously watched me. He seemed concerned that i was leaving the room. He wore a white short-sleeve button-up shirt, and his dark hair was curly and thin. He put a stack of books down on the black counter at the front of the room and said something to me. I felt upset and did not want to talk to him. I continued to the west, not paying attention to him. I left the room and headed down a hallway. I was then in another room. I thought that i would have to go to my next class, though i was not sure what it was. as i came into the northern side of the long room, i thought that i knew what the subject of this class was. It did not seem to be related to my major, but i realized that i had come here because it was on my schedule. I was aware of a man sitting to the south of me in the rows of chairs. A lecturer seemed to be on the western end of the room, and all the seats seemed to face west. The man in the seat said something to me. He seemed familiar, like someone i had known from classes. I would need to take notes in this class, and i realized that i did not have many books for it. I remembered that i had a thick spiral notebook from my last class, so i thought that i could us a different part of the same notebook. I put my backpack on top of a raised surface to the north of me and opened it up. The opening faced east, and i looked into the gray interior to see the thick notebook. It was under something, but i reached in and pulled it out. I thought that this class was on the schedule that i had been given, but i was not really sure what else was on the schedule. I wondered what other classes i was supposed to go to. I remembered that i had been missing classes that i was supposed to go to. I felt uneasy thinking that i really did not know what my schedule was. I looked to the south as the man said something to me. It felt good to be with him, and he seemed like $Z. He seemed to have frizzy chin-length blond hair, and he wore a denim jacket and blue jeans. He then motioned to the west of me, and i turned to see the cabinet that i had repositioned. I was standing on a small raised area of the room. The area was trapezoidal in shape and was about a deci above the floor to the south. The northern wall was about two meters long, and the two walls that ran to the southwest and southeast from the ends of the northern wall seemed about the same length. I had moved the cabinet to the northwestern wall of the area, but now that i looked at it, i could see that it was tipping forward slightly to the south. I thought that the floor of the area must not be level. The cabinet was a little shorter than i, and it seemed translucent. It seemed pale, but the center had a creamy-yellow hue. The yellow section seemed to be inside the main shell of the cabinet, but i could see it through the semitransparent outer surface. A round shape was near the top of the central column of pale yellow, which made it seem like a tall clock. I quickly grabbed the cabinet to prevent it from falling forward, and i moved it to the north of me, pushing it against the central northern wall of the small raised area. I started to turn my attention back to the west, but i realized that i had pushed the cabinet in front of the shelf where i had placed my notebook. Annoyed, i reached through an opening at the top of the cabinet and grabbed my notebook from the shelf, which now seemed to be the sill of a window that looked into another classroom to the north. I tried to pull the spiral notebook back through the opening, but the opening was too narrow, even though it looked twice as wide as the notebook and about as tall. I adjusted the position of the notebook, trying to get it to fit through the opening, but i was having trouble. I let the pale-bluish-gray spiral notebook tip down below the shelf as i tried to pull it again. A teacher was in the northern room, and he had noticed me. He moved toward me. He had a long oval face and his shorn gray hair was mostly gone on the top of his head. I asked the teacher if he could help push my notebook through the opening. He seemed angry that i had disturbed him, and he grabbed the notebook. I tried to pull it from him, but he would not let go. Several bottles and cans were on the shelf to the east of the book as i tried pulling it through the opening. I felt angry with the teacher, and i asked him to let go of the book. Someone had moved to the west of me on my side of the opening to see what was going on. In frustration, i pushed my right arm forward, knocking the cans off of the shelf and onto the floor in the northern room, still holding on to the notebook with my right hand. The teacher glared at me. I felt angry with him, and i said something as i pulled the can in my right hand vertically up, forcing it out of the teacher’s grip. The teacher seemed surprised by this, and he stared at me in disbelief. I quickly slided the wooden panel at the back of the cabinet up so that it covered the opening. The look on the teacher’s face was of surprise and disappointment. As i looked down, i realized that it was almost comical, and i had to stifle a laugh. I thought that the situation was funny, but i knew that it would be inappropriate for the teacher to the west of me to see me laughing at the embarrassment of another. I could not see the room now, as though i had my eyes closed, but i concentrated on not snickering.