ZUDEMA

12023 August 01

I was standing on the top of the large pile of wreckage, just to the east of the peak. We had been scavenging through the rusty metal and debris for food. I knew that we were actually eating charred human remains, and i felt uncomfortable about this. I knew that we had to do this, though. Another person then came from the north. I felt uneasy, thinking that we had to hide what we were doing. I thought that i should hide the food that we had recovered. I then thought that i should also hide the gun that i had been holding. I casually lowered the gun into the wreckage, where the man could not see it. I looked back over the large wide mound to the west of me. The tall pile seemed to be underground. I then thought about what could have happened to this place. Something must have destroyed the structure. I then wondered what chemicals might be in the pile. I thought that it might not be good to eat the meat, because it might be soaked with gasoline. I wondered if gasoline had been in the wreckage. Something must have ignited to burn all of the people, and i wondered what it was. I thought that it must have been some kind of fuel, and i thought that it would not be good to ingest the remains of it. I turned to the west. I was now on the surface, outside. $Z was with me, and he wanted to how the manhole cover that was just to the west of me. $Z seemed to be standing just to the north of the manhole. I felt uneasy, thinking that the others were still down in the underground room. I thought that the other people were thugs, and they would be mad that we had taken things from their pile of wreckage. It would not be safe for us to be seen there now. I thought that we should head to the cinema, which was down the street to the west. I moved down the street, now near the large school building, which was on the northern side of the street. Others were near the building, and they were doing something. We were outside the science wing of the building, and i thought that the laboratory was to the north of us. I headed into the building, coming into the large laboratory room. I was then outside the building again, and i was holding a tray in my hands. A young student was to the east of me. He was sitting on a low cement retaining wall that was in front of the school. He held a thin green think that seemed to be a section of a plant. It also seemed synthetic in some way. The boy took a bite out of it, staring off to the south. I looked down at the tray i had. It was rectangular and shaped like a cafeteria tray, but it had a translucent white top and a red bottom.

I was in $P19 again, on the northern side of the basement. The others were gathered in a large room on the northern side of the house. A narrow short corridor ran to the center of the southern wall of the room, and the walls of the corridor seemed to be made of brick. $G3 were gathered in the large room, getting ready to have a meeting. I was also here for the meeting. I seemed out of place here, though. I felt that i had slipped backward it time. This scene seemed to be in the past. I moved into the room to the north, noticing several people i remembered from the past. I focused on two men to the north of me. They were facing each other in conversation, but they both looked at me as i moved near them. The man on the eastern side was $A279. It seemed good to see him, because i remembered that he had died unexpectedly. I recognized the man to the west as well, and i thought that his name was Kraken. I turned to the west. A counter ran in front of the western wall, and several women were gathered around it. I headed for the counter, thinking that i could find a place to sit down. At first, i thought it strange that so many women were here, but i then remembered that they used to come to the meetings in the past. I could not see any open seats around the counter, which now seemed like a rectangular table, so i headed back to the eastern side of the room and sat down on the southern side of a rounded table. I spoke with some of the others here. I felt out of place here, and i hinted to a man to the northeast of me that i was from the future. I then wondered if i was from the future of if i just remembered the future. I wondered if i was from this time period but i had gained knowledge of the future me.

12023 August 02

People were near me as i moved through the small compartments of the enclosed area. The area to the north of me seemed more open, but i was moving to the west. Something was happening here, and i felt anxious and cautious. I was on the southern side of a small compartment, which seemed like a compartment in an airplane. I continued west, and i heard someone say something about the arms. I felt uneasy, thinking that someone had missiles in the passenger section, which seemed to be to the southeast of me. I worried about what was happening. I then remembered that my mother was in the vehicle with me, but i knew that she was to the northeast. I hoped that she was not worrying about the weapon. I started wondering about the weapons, thinking what they could be. I moved a little farther to the west. The walls here were metal, and i knew that i was actually in a submarine. Something felt very strange about this situation. Someone then said that the weapons were armed. I thought that someone was trying to destroy the vehicle, and i tried to focus on what the weapons were. Something did not make sense here.

12023 August 03

I looked at the four square patches on the surface to the south of me. Someone seemed to be to the southwest or west, and the person was talking about the pictures. They were album covers from Queen. The person was saying something about them. I looked at the covers, but i did not recognize them. I knew that they were reprints of early phonograph covers. The first on the left was pale purple and pink. The next one from the east was mostly white, but it had black patches. It was a photograph of people with a white background. We would be reprinting these album covers and text. I was not sure what they were, though. I recognized the first cover on the left as the cover of their first album, but the other three were not designs of albums by Queen. The person to the southwest said that the others were unreleased singles from the early days of the band. I realized that there were several songs that had been unreleased. I wondered if they were of good quality or if they were just sample test songs. I felt interested in what the songs would be, but i wondered how i would recreate the layout for the first four designs with text. I thought that i could sample the text from a scan, but i would have to check through all of it to make sure that no errors were introduced. I then saw a list of songs hovering to the south of me. The background was blurry and dark, and the text was printed in white. It was a list of all of the songs that they had never released. I glanced through the songs, thinking that there were many of them. The list seemed to be ten or twelve songs long. I was interested to see so many songs. One of the songs about two-thirds of the way down the list seemed to have a lot of symbols in the title. I turned to the southwest. Another list was in front of me. This one was in two columns with a white line down the center. I felt interested in the reproduction of the songs, and i wondered how i would recreate the layout of the album covers.

I was lying on the bed with my head to the east. I could hear the birds over my head, and i worried that they were attacking us. Something was wrong. I had been lying on my chest, and i rolled to the south to look up to the southeast. I had a pale-green wool blanket over my head, but i could see the shadows of the birds fluttering over my head. They seemed like dangerous birds, and someone was warning us of the bird attacks. I felt nervous of the birds. I sat up, pulling the blanket from my head. The birds had gone, but i knew that it was dangerous. The birds did not seem like regular birds. I thought that they would be larger and more like dinosaur birds. I pictured them as rather large, about a meter tall, with long gray tails. A woman was doing something to the north of me in the room, and i told her about the danger of the birds. I felt worried. The small bed that i had been lying on was in the center of the room. The large room had wood walls and a high ceiling. I realized that light from outside was coming in from high on the eastern wall to the southeast of me. Several other windows seemed to be letting in light from the south and north. I told the woman that the birds might be back and that we would need to close the windows so that the birds did not see the lights in the house. The light to the southeast of me now seemed to be an electric light from inside the house. I worried that the birds might see the lights and know where to attack. I moved around quickly, trying to turn off the lights. I felt frustrated that i could not turn all of them off. I stopped to listen for the birds, but i did not hear anything. They seemed to have left for the moment. I turned to the north, now on the southern side of the pedestrian plaza, which seemed like The Commons. Several other people were to the east of me, sitting around small round cafe tables. The others did not seem concerned about the birds, but i felt nervous outside. I thought that we would have to prepare for when they returned. I looked to the west, at the narrow stretch of light-blue sky between the buildings on either side of the narrow pedestrianway. A small black bird, like a crow, flew into view from the north and then turned back and disappeared over a building. It was not one of the large birds that i was worried about. I knew that the birds would return, though, so we had to be careful. I looked at the people again, realizing that they might not believe that the birds were dangerous. I thought that they might not hide, which would draw the birds closer to us. I scanned the sky again and looked to the west. I saw some small birds crossing the sky again, but then i saw a much larger bird in the distance. It flew with its body hanging below it and a long tail with a spike-like end waging back and forth below. I turned to warn the others, but they smirked in disbelief. I hurried to the south, into one of the shops on the street. I came into a large open room with a high ceiling and light coming in from windows above. This place seemed like an old bank. Some people stood to the north of me. I told them that the birds were coming. I felt nervous. I wondered if i could hide in one of the small rooms to the south. I knew that a closet was in the western end of the southern wall. I thought about hiding there, but i then thought that it might be somewhat selfish for me to take up all of the space in the closet. The others kept moving around the room, and i knew that the others would not try to hide from the birds, which would just attract the birds to us. I ran to the south and opened the closet door. I squeezed into the small closet and pulled the wood panel door shut after me. As i closed the door, i heard the birds attacking the people outside. I hoped that the others did not try to open the closet door, which would let the birds know that i was here.

I left the room of the apartment where the others were and headed north, coming out into the hallway of the building. The hallway ran roughly to the east from where i was. The hallway ran to the east about five meters before shifting about a meter to the north and continuing to the east. The building seemed old, with thick old paint on the walls of the corridor. I looked down at the floor just outside the door. Several small boxes of books were on the floor, and some books were stacked near the boxes on the floor. The books seemed old, and i felt interested in them, even though i felt that the others would think it strange that i had an interested in the old books. I thought that they would think the books trash, but i bent over to look at some of them. I picked up two thick small books, which were hardcover. They were about a deci and a third wide by two decis tall. They seemed like old books, and i wanted to keep them. I thought that i could quickly take them with me to the northeast so that the people in the apartment did not notice that i had them. I looked at the books as i started down the hall to the east. They had mostly white covers with large black text filling most of the cover. The text seemed to be the four digits of the year that the book covered. I had two books, and i thought that they were rather old, but the dates seemed to be in the early part of the nineteen hundreds. I thought that i would bring the books to the outdoor cafe, which seemed to be to the northwest of the building i was in. I pictured it on the city street outside. I started down a set of stairs, which descend to the north. The short flight of stairs ended in a short corridor, which ran unevenly to the east-northeast. I had hurried down the stairs to get out of view more quickly of the others from the apartment. As i reached the bottom, though, i noticed another pile of books on the floor. One that caught my attention was a large faded hardcover book that looked like a children’s book. The top of the cover faced northeast, and the faded red cover was warped so that the lower part bulged upward. Writing in tall thin letters was on the top, and a line drawing in black was on the bottom. The drawing was a cartoon image of a person doing something. Something in the title suggested that the book was for “top” people. I thought that it had something to do with tourism. I was conscious of people to the east, down the corridor as i picked up the book. I thought that it had been water damaged, so i did not want to keep it, but i was interested in what it was. I opened the book, noticing that a subtitle at the bottom of one of the pages seemed to mention that the book was for tourism in Montreal. I sat cross legged on the floor, facing southeast, and flipped through the pages of the book. Most of the pages had large thin-line cartoons or blocks of text that seemed to be word games. I flipped the pages, aware of people now on the landing at the top of the stairs to the south of me. I stopped on one page, which had a block of text that seemed to be a photocopy of a section of an old document that was printed in heavy blackletter text. The grayish background of the document showed up as edges around the dark-gray text. I thought that this word game asked that the reader figure out what some of the old text said. I thought that it would have to do with the city that the book was promoting. I stood up, not sure what to do with the book. It was larger than the other two that i had picked up, about two decis wide by three tall. I put the red book down, aware of the people at the top of the stairs. They were talking about leaving books somewhere as a lure for others. They had been at the top of the stairs, but then they moved back to the west a little, out of my direct view. I could still hear them talking, and i stood quietly to see if i could make out what they were saying. I put one foot on a stair to get closer, but i could not quite make out what they were saying. I felt uncomfortable listening to them, so i turned and headed down the remaining steps and back into the hallway. I turned to the east, looking at the large opening in the eastern wall of the corridor, which led into an industrial kitchen area. Several people in cooking smocks moved around, getting food ready. I headed toward the doorway in the eastern end of the northern wall of the hall, which led outside. As i passed down the hall, a short dark-skinned thin man walked past me, passing me on the south. I watched him as he walked past. I then noticed a paper grocery bag that was on the floor, just outside the kitchen area. I thought that the man must have left it here while he went to get other things. I glanced into the bag as i turned to the north to head out the door. I came out onto a city street. Apartments lined the northern side of the street to the northeast of me, and a side street seemed to run to the south from just to the west of where i was. The cafe seemed to be on the northern side of the street to the northwest of me, across the intersection.

12023 August 04

I wanted to go running, so i headed to the east, leaving the area where the crowds of people were. I seemed to be on the northern side of a college campus. It was a nice day. The sky was bright but gray. The area around me was open, with wide green lawns that had rows of trees along the paved roads. It seemed to have been a while since i had run in this area, but the trails were familiar. I thought that i would be running to the east, up a slight hill to an open area, and then would be turning south to return on a road that was near the southern side of the campus. I knew that i could do a longer run by heading down the hill to the south, into the city. I felt unsure whether i should go the longer distance, though. I seemed to move through the run, but i was not sure where i should go. I wondered if i was tired or not. I thought that i would have to head down the hill to the old neighborhood of the city and then head back up to the school, which seemed like $P7. I pictured the old apartments on the eastern side of the street in an area that seemed to overlook the port of Albany. I thought that the neighborhood here was run down, and i wondered if i would be safe running through it. I pictured the old brick building on the southwestern corner of a block, where a main street ran east to west along the hill. I thought that this would be the place where i would turn to the east and look for a street that ran back up. Something about this place reminded me of the long hill that ran down from the southern edge of the college campus. I pictured the steep grassy slope with old stone buildings and plenty of shading trees. This place seemed very familiar now. I was then aware that i was running down a steep hill now on the western side of a street. It was dark out, and small houses were on the eastern side of the street. To the west of me seemed to be a gorge. Thin trees and tall weeds covered the western side of the street. A man was to the southeast of me, on the sidewalk, walking a small dog. He was watching me as i jogged down the street. I felt distracted, and i tried to think about the route that i would be running or the run itself. I then seemed to be aware that i had stopped running. I was crouching down on the western side of the street, and the man was to the east of me. Two butter knives and a spoon were on the pavement to the southwest of me, and i picked them up as i stood back up. I realized that the man must have been staring at me, wondering what i was doing on the ground. It must have seemed strange. I nodded toward him and started running to the south again. I started moving quickly down the hill. I was then in an area where the buildings seemed more modern and the street sloped shallowly to the south. The large plain building on the western side of the street seemed to be a clinic. Two women and a man were standing outside of a door in the center of the building. The door seemed to have a carport roof over it, and the three people seemed to be wearing pale medical scrubs. I had been jogging slowly on the street, carrying the silverware in my right hand. I again became aware that i had not been paying attention to my run, and i started running more quickly. I felt cheerful, and i threw the silverware high into the air. I started moving quickly down the street, aware of the three people outside the building, talking. They looked suddenly in my direction, and i knew that they must have heard the silverware hit the pavement behind me. I had not heard the sound, but i turned to look over my right shoulder at the road behind me, pretending that i did not know what the loud noise had been. As i turned, i heard the faint clanking of metal on the pavement. I turned back to the south, passing the people as i continued running. It seemed strange that i had not heard the sound of the silverware before the others did. I turned to the west to make a loop back to the school, but i was not quite sure of the route. I had pictured it before, thinking that i would head back up the long street through the suburban area, but i was not sure which street that was at the moment. I looked to the north. The land rose steeply just to the north of me, but the hill curved from thou south to the southwest. A highway overpass seemed to come down the hill form the north and turn to the east. The curve in the bridge was to the northeast of me. I thought that this was the highway that came down the hill and ran east into town. The neighborhood to the east and north of the highway would be Cayuga Heights. I remembered that a small steep outcropping was no the western end of the hill. I remembered that it had old houses on it and that it was a road that ran up to the top of the hill. I remembered traveling this road before, but i also remembered that i had only seen it in my dreams. I knew that i would still have to head up the hill to get back to $P7, though. I was not sure which way i had to go. I thought that the road that wound up the eastern side of the outcropping should start somewhere to the east of me, but i still was not sure if it was part of a dream or real. I decided that i really just needed to head to the western end of the neighborhood, which seemed to run east to west along the top of the hill. After i was there, i could head east and get back to the places that i was familiar with. I started to the east, aware than i was running on a grassy mound that ran to the east. I seemed to have passed over the highway to get here. I wondered if this would be a nice park, but i noticed that the mound ended about twenty meters to the east of me. The mound seemed to cover a pipeline. I realized that i was on part of a factory yard, and i remembered that i would not be able to cross the yard. I would have to go around it to the north. I turned around. I had only taken a few steps from the large thick red pipe, which ran north to south, crossing through the western end of the grassy mound. The red pipeline was about a meter thick, and it was set into a cement deck that ran south from the mound. The cement deck to the south seemed to be part of a suspension bridge that spanned the valley. I looked to the north, noticing that the pipe came out the northern side of the grassy mound and ran through a tall chain-link fence, into the yard of a factory. I knew that i would have to go around the factory to get to the northeast, back to the neighborhood i knew. I headed to the west, stepping over the pipe, but the street to the west seemed too far down. I thought that i must have crossed under the pipeline to get to where i had been on the grassy area. I turned back to the east, but i realized that this did not make sense. The pipeline on the northern end of the bridge ran along the ground. There was not enough room for me to cross under it. I felt confused, and i turned back to the west. I thought that i must have stepped up a short grassy slope that came to the platform, so i headed west toward it. As i reached the western edge of the platform, though, i could see that the highway was about three meters below where i was. This did not seem right. I remembered the platform being only a short step up from where i had been on the street. I was not sure how i had gotten onto the deck before. In frustration, i decided that i had to have come from the west. I started at the street, trying to determine if it really was as far down as it seemed. It now seemed only a little more than a meters below me, now. As i stared at it, the gray asphalt road with the white line seemed to get closer until it was less than a meter below. I moved to the edge of the platform and, holding on to the metal railing, took a step down with my right foot. I stepped onto a yellow metal outcropping about halfway down the deck and then down to the pavement. I decided that this must have been the way that i had come up. I started jogging to the north again, but i was in a room with a few other people. I thought that i would have to jog around the building that was on the northwestern corner of the block that i had been on. I now seemed to be in a lobby on the eastern side of the building. The walls were white, and the outside southern and eastern walls were glass. A glass wall seemed to extend from the south, forming a doorway to the west of me. A man was to the southwest of me, and he started talking to me. Something seemed strange about him, and i felt cautious of him. As he continued to talk, he seemed more threatening, suggesting that he was a killer. I tried to ignore him, and i turned to the east to leave the building. Another person was to the west, in the other room of the entryway. The man moved to the east of me now, saying that he was a killer. I pretended that i did not know what he was talking about. He held a gun in his right hand, and he pointed it at me. I pretended that i did not understand what he was saying. He said again that he was a killer, and he tried to emphasize the word as he spoke. Another man g had come to the east of us. He was shorter and had a red shirt with white and black designs on the front and right sleeve. The first man pointed the gun at the man in red. The man with the gun looked at me, saying that he was the killer, and he shot the gun at the man in red, hitting him in the chest. I was not sure what to do. I told the man with the gun that this must be a construct. He turned back to me, not quite sure what i was saying. I repeated that this entire place must be a construct. I looked to the west at some of the other people in the corridor. I acted confused, repeating that this was a construct and motioning to the room around us. The man with the gun did not seem to understand. I used his confusion to my advantage. I stared curiously to the east and then walked around the man, passing to the south of him and heading northeast, into the larger part of the entryway. I kept telling the man that this was a construct as i started through the crowd of people in the entryway. I felt safer among the people, thinking that the man with a gun was less likely to shoot me in the crowd. I continued to the east, trying to get away from the man. I then passed out of the building to the east, coming out into a small empty parking lot. I started jogging to the northeast, thinking that i could get to the street and then start heading east.

12023 August 05

I moved to the north, talking to the other two men. We were getting ready to go for a hike in the forest. We seemed to be in a small cabin in the middle of a forested area as we got ready. The cabin seemed to be a public space for the park. Others were moving around in the cabin near us. I stood in the northwestern part of the room, facing southeast. One of the men stood to the northeast of me, and the other was to the east. As we talked about our trip, i kept thinking about $F12. I had expected him to come on the hike with us. I hoped that he would show up, but i did not see him. I talked with the other two about where we would go. I then saw $F12 enter with a small group of other people through the doorway in the center of the southern wall. He stopped just inside the door and talked to them. I continued to talk to the people near me. The others with me were ready to leave, and they started moving to the northwest. I asked them to hold on a moment, and i headed to the south to get $F12. I did not see him in the room anymore, so i thought that he must have stepped outside with the others. I came out of the cabin and stopped in the middle of the open area to the south. The ground seemed to be tan and dry, and others were moving around. I could not see $F12, and i felt a little anxious. I would have to catch up with the people that i was hiking with, but i wanted to find $F12. I wanted him to hike with us. I looked around, hoping that i could find him. He then came from the south, and he walked to the north, passing to the west of me. I called his name, but he did not seem to notice. He seemed to be focusing on something, and he seemed amused by it. I called his name again, and when he did not respond, i moved to the northeast and poked his shoulder with my right fingers. He turned around, looking at the people to the west of him. “He squeezed the shit out of me.”, he said to them. I felt disappointed that he was not acknowledging me. He did not seem to recognize me as someone he knew. I looked at him, noticing that he had no shirt on. I wondered if someone had squeezed him in a bear hug. He smiled, as though amused by what had happened, and he seemed to want to share it with the people to the northwest of me. He shook his arms and momentarily flexed his chest in response to his story. A man to the southeast of me, whom i could not see, leaned close to me and told me how uncomfortable the leg hold was. He explained it as having someone in the crook of the knee. He said it puts a lot of pressure on the back, which gets uncomfortable. I thought that someone must have had $F12 in a grappling hold. I turned to the southeast to see a shorter man approaching. He had straight blond hair that was combed to his right, and he was smiling slightly at $F12. His face seemed a little squat, and his bushy eyebrows had hairs that poked up. I thought that he must have been the person to put $F12 in the leg hold. I felt awkward. I wanted to go hiking with $F12, but it seemed that he had no awareness of me. He had been having fun with the other people, and i knew that he would not be joining us on our hike.

12023 August 06

I walked to the east, down the long hallway, and the others were following me. I felt upset about something, and i did not want to talk to the others. They had been saying something, but i knew that what they were saying was not correct. I felt bitter about their sayings. As we reached the end of the area, i felt aggravated, and i strongly said that i was not something. I turned to the west to start back down the long corridor. As i turned, the other person, who had been walking with me, turned as well. The other person was to the north of me. Two people had been following us, and they were now to the northwest. They faced each other, seeming happy about what i said. I realized that they had taken what i said as good news, but i thought that they did not understand my intent. The man on the southern side of the two seemed like $F12, and he was facing the person to the north of him, smiling widely about something. They had some religious beliefs, and they were based around something about me. When i said that i was not something, i was trying to discourage them from their beliefs, but they did not take it that way. They still believed that something would happen. I realized that i had not used direct enough language with them, and i felt angry. I started to the west, and the person who had been walking with me moved west as well, passing around the two people to the north and stopping to the northwest of them. As i started past the people, i said firmly “Your new revelation is false.” It was a direct attack on their beliefs. They seem to slouch in disappointment. I felt bitter as i continued on. My grandmother was walking to the south of me, and she asked me about my thoughts, suggesting that i take everything to extremes. She asked about it. I thought about it as i looked up at the leafless twigs of a tree we were heading for. The twigs were against a yellow sky. I knew that she was right about part of what she was saying, but i knew that i was not that severe with everything. I then thought that it was not possible to be extreme with everything, which is what must make it seem okay. I asked myself what it would be like to be extreme in something pedantic. My grandmother then asked about people taking a drug for extreme feelings. The drug name seemed to start with a V and seemed to be three or four syllables. I was then sitting on a bench on the eastern side of the long corridor, now, and my grandmother was sitting to the south of me. My mother, who was to the north of me, commented that the drug was addictive. I mentioned to my grandmother that the drug could be a stimulant. I made it sound as though i knew the drug, but i really was not sure, so i clarified, asking a question that made it clear that i was not sure what the drug was.

I was talking to the people to the west of me. I was aware that we were standing on the northern side of a large theater, and the other people stood, facing the person talking on the southern side of the room. The room seemed like a theater or auditorium, and it was filled with people in rows. I talked to some of the people to the west of me as i glanced to the south, noticing a line of people along the southern wall. They seemed to be standing in a queue, facing east. Some of them seemed bored from a long wait. A man was slouched forward on the western side of the room, holding a backpack over his left shoulder. The wall to the south was dull black.

12023 August 07

I was flying over the urban area, and it felt good to fly. I flapped my arms to propel myself through the air. I had bars that seemed to be attached to my wrists and forearm. They extended out to give more length to my arm. I concentrated on pulling myself through the air. I then remembered that, in my dreams, i sometimes pulled myself through the air as though i were swimming. I wondered if that would work, so i tried reaching forward and pulling the air backward. It worked. I felt glad that i was able to fly again. It seemed that i had not been able to fly as easily in my dream as i used to when i was younger. I headed to the southeast, over the old neighborhood. I was aware of someone watching me from the north, and i felt a little cautious of them. It was dark out, but the city under me had lights. I knew that the people would not see me flying through the air at night, and it felt very nice to see the city from above. I turned to the south, looking at the old row apartments in the neighborhood. Trees grew from the sidewalks in front of the buildings, but they did not have any leafs on them. I thought that i should go somewhere, but i was not sure where to go. I flew a little lower, looking at the brick or brownstone apartment buildings on the eastern side of the street.

12023 August 08

An art project was set up on the floor to the north of me. It seemed to be several layers of blankets and sheets. The project was roughly square, and i knew that it was intended to simulate a bed. Several square white napkins were laid out across the head of the bed, and faces had been drawn on them in black marker. The faces were simple oval outlines with outlined eyes, mouths, and noses. I noticed that some of the napkins had been twisted so that the faces were partially covered by the edge of the napkin. I moved to the western side of the bed and reached down to pull the corner of one of the napkins flat to reveal the full face. I then went back to the southern end of the exhibit to look at the design. I realized that all of the faces seemed to have expressions of surprise. One head was drawn as loop with a narrow neck at the bottom. The eyes were drawn as circles and the mouth was open, with a few teeth drawn in. A face to the east of it was a loop that was open at the bottom, with the neck almost as wide as the face. The eyes were arced at the top to show the surprise, and the mouth was open in a large O. One of the blue blankets on the eastern side of the drawing was covering part of one of the faces near the eastern side of the bed. I pulled on the blue wool blanket until the face was fully revealed. I noticed that the blankets pulled on some of the other sheets and blankets on the bed. I felt a little frustrated that some of the things i was fixing were tugging other things, making them messy. I thought that too many things were in the art exhibit, so when some things were fixed to reveal the faces, other things shifted to cover some faces. Many of the details seemed to be hidden in the folds and details of the sheets and blankets. I moved around the southern side of the exhibit, considering the exhibit. I then noticed a white blanket that was in the southwestern part of the exhibit. The blanket had several faces on it, and it was now partly folder in the center, distorting and covering a few of the faces. I was frustrated that it was so hard to correct the exhibit. I moved to the western side of the exhibit and pulled part of the blanket up. This did not seem to fix the issue, though. I moved to the southern side to take another look. It seemed that i could only see the full exhibit from the south, so i was unfolding things from the eastern and western sides without really being able to see how the entire exhibit reacted. I wondered how i could fold up the blankets. I then thought that the entire exhibit should be folded up so that it could be transported. I quickly realized that this was not possible. I thought that i should leave the exhibit the way it currently was. It would have to be carefully disassembled for transport. I moved to the southeast of the art. A man to the northwest of me handed me something. I looked down at the drawer in my arms. I knew that it had something to do with the artwork. The drawer was made of pale maroon wood across the front, and the back part was unfinished wood. The lower part of the front was a darker wood that the bright maroon strip at the top. I looked at the other drawers to the east, noticing that they all had the same design. I was not sure what to do with the drawers, and i thought that they should all be put back into the cabinet to the northwest. I tried to put the drawer i was holding back into the cabinet, but a piece of wood seemed to be in the way near the top of the opening. I tipped the piece of wood, which seemed to pivot from the center. Once i had it tipped, i could slide my drawer back in. I then moved some of the other drawers back to the dresser.

12023 August 10

People were sitting on the couch, to the southwest of me, in the small room. They chatted with one another, looking relaxed. We seemed to be at a small party or gathering, and the people slouched on the couch as they talked and laughed. I then noticed that two versions of one of the people were sitting on the couch. I thought that the second person was from a different universe, but they were sitting together, and it seemed special. I thought that the others were not aware of the duplication of the person. This was something secretive. I watched the two men, who were sitting on the southeastern end of the couch. The looked like the same man, and both were wearing similar maroon T-shirts with Hawaiian designs on them. I watched them for a moment, thinking that they were not actually the same person from different universes. I realized that they were actually twins from the same universe. I felt confused. I knew that the duplicate man was somewhere in the party, but the two i had seen were not the man. I turned to the north and started walking down the dimly lighted corridor. Men were sitting to the east, on a couch that was set back into an alcove in the wall. They watched me suspiciously, and i felt uncomfortable. I wondered if they knew that i was aware of the duplicate man. I knew that they would not want be to know about the man; it was supposed to remain a secret. I felt nervous, thinking that they might try to capture me. I wondered if they would try to wipe my mind so that i could not tell anyone about the person from the alternate universe. I worried that they would capture me.

12023 August 11

I drove the car to the east, up the steep hill of the grassy lawn. The large lawn seemed roughly square, with an old farmhouse in the southeastern corner. The lawn sloped down steeply just to the west of the house, and a creek seemed to be at the bottom. The land to the west of the creek seemed to slope upward to the west. We were in a rural area. I felt frustrated with my grandfather. He had asked me to park the car on the lawn for him, but he had been stubborn about how it should be done. I drove the car up the hill, thinking that i should get it stuck on the hill on purpose so that he would not try to drive it. I thought that he should not be driving. As i neared the top of the hill, to the north of the northwestern corner of the house, i noticed a dip in the ground to the northeast of me. I turned the car a little so that the front tire went into the dip. I hoped that the car would get stuck so that it would neither roll down hill nor that someone would be able to easily drive it out. I pretended that i did not notice the hole, though, so that it did not seem that i was purposely getting the car stuck. I tried to drive forward, and to my disappointment, i noticed that the car was not stuck. Annoyed, i backed the car down the hill. As i neared the bottom, i started to feel that i did not have total control of the car. I then noticed that the ground around me was dirt. The hill had become very steep, and i thought that i might not be able to get the car out of the valley here. I was in the middle of the slope, and the hill seemed steep enough that the grass had slided down, exposing the steep dirt. Annoyed, i drove up the hill again. The car seemed to struggle to get traction, but it made it up the hill. I felt annoyed that the car actually made it out of the dirt section of the hill. I wanted to leave the car in a place where my grandfather could not get it. As i neared the top of the hill, i then noticed a white car coming down the hill on the western side of the valley, heading to the southeast. The road would turn east at the bottom of the narrow valley and run to the south of the house. I recognized the small white car, thinking that it was my grandfather. I felt frustrated that he was here. I headed to the southeast, toward the group of people who were standing near the northern side of the house.

12023 August 13

I moved through the rooms of the house, which seemed like $F1’s house. I headed to the north from the living room to the dining room, and then i headed to the east, into the kitchen. The house was quiet, and it seemed as though no one else was here. I felt a little uncomfortable in the house, but i thought that i had been staying here. I felt a little nervous about staying here, thinking that the owners might now want me here. I moved around the kitchen, feeling that i had to be careful not to disrupt too much of the house. I then noticed $F1 standing in the doorway to the east. He was on the other side of the screen door, which seemed to lead outside. The doorway was down a few steps from the floor of the kitchen. He stared at me with displeasure and surprise. I stopped and looked at him, not sure what to say. I wanted to talk to him, but he did not seem happy that i was here. I knew that he had been angry with me, and i thought that he would be upset. He seemed upset now, and he turned to the southeast and walked away. I noticed that he had streaked blond hair. This seemed strange. He was not the type of person to have unusual hair coloring.

I was in an open room of the large house. I had come here to visit $A14, but he was not around at the moment. He was supposed to come to do some work with me, but he had not shown up yet. I headed across the northern side of the room, heading west. I was not sure what to do in the house until $A14 got here. The room seemed very large, and i seemed to be on an upper level on the northern side. The main floor of the room to the south was a floor below me, and a set of stairs descended to the west. The ceiling seemed very high from where i was. A square dark fireplace seemed to be in the center of the southern wall of the living room below me, and a mantel was high above it. Things seemed to be hung on the wall symmetrically around the fireplace. At the western wall, i turned to the south and headed down the stairs along the western wall. I was not sure what i should do here, and i wondered if i should watch a movie on the television to take up time until $A14 arrived. White cushioned chairs were on both sides of the fireplace, facing the fireplace. As i neared the bottom of the steps, i heard the sound of a car door closing. I looked to the south, through the tall window on the western end of the room. The window seemed to run from the ceiling to the floor. Outside, i could see a pale car, facing east, just to the south of the house. I realized that $A14 was back home. I stopped and headed back up the stairs a few steps. I headed to the east as $A14 entered the house through a door in the eastern side of the southern wall of the room. I greeted him, but i felt awkward. I thought that i should have been working in the office on the upper floor rather than trying to find something to do. I talked to $A14 for a little while. I then headed to the west, down the hallway that ran through the northern section of the building. I thought that my office was on the western side of the building, which seemed like Mudd Hall. I would have to go up to the next floor of the building to get to where my office was. Just to the west of the atrium, on the northern side of the hallway was a stairwell that led up. I was heading to the stairwell, but when i got there, i found a plastic barrier set up across the steps. The set of stairs descended along the western wall of the stairwell, and a second set ascended along the eastern wall. The stairs to the north were blocked. I took a step backward to the south, stepping out of the stairwell and back into the hallway. I started west, thinking that i would be able to take the stairs on the southwestern corner of the building. As i started west, though, i noticed another barrier farther down the hall. $A14 was still standing to the east of me. I felt confused and looked in his direction. He smiled knowingly and said that i would have to take another way. I thought that i would have to go to the eastern side of the atrium, where the next-closest stairwell was. I suddenly felt bad, thinking that i had come here to the office to do things, but i had not yet tried to go to the office to work. Had i been to the office before, i would have already seen that the stairs were blocked off. I walked back into the large main room of the east. $A14 was standing on the southern side of the room, near the chair that was just to the west of the central fixture, which seemed like the fireplace. I suddenly noticed a puddle of water on the floor to the east of $A14. Something to the east of the central fixture seemed to be leaking. I asked $A14 about the water. I thought that it must have been there before, but there was more of it now, making it more noticeable. I moved to the south, thinking that there must be a leak in the small bathroom that was to the south of the eastern end of the room. I crouched down to look more closely at the water. I was now to the north of the puddle. I followed the puddle to the southeast, noticing that water was on the southern wall of the room, to the west of the doorway to the bathroom. This seemed confusing. I knew that the sink was on the southern side of the room, and the bathroom was very small. I thought that the water from the sink could not have leaked through the northern wall of the bathroom. I then thought that the water might be leaking from the bathtub. I mentioned this to $A14, asking where the water could be coming from. He was now to the west of me. I moved back into the center of the large room and again headed to the south. I was now on the eastern side of the room. A large cushioned white couch was against the southern wall, and i noticed some black ants on the front of the north of it. They were walking toward the couch. I realized that they were after some crumbs on the couch. I felt upset, thinking that the house was not as clean as it used to be. I then noticed some insect eggs on the floor where the ants had been. I felt bad for $A14, and i wondered what i could do to help him out. I headed to the west, heading into the apartment that was on the western side of the building. The apartment had several long narrow rooms. Windows in the southern wall seemed to look out over a wide valley. The apartment belonged to someone other than $A14. I wondered if it belonged to $F67. I moved to the east, into another room. A table just to the southeast of the doorway had several black cartridges on it. I thought that they were some items that belonged to a stereo system. I walked past them and continued to the east.

12023 August 14

I headed to the east, into the office, which seemed like a small lecture room. The floor of the room sloped up to the east, and it had several rows of seats with tables in front of them. I felt a little nervous, because i had come in late. $F67 was sitting in the middle of the room. She wore black clothing, and the tables and seats of the room where white. I headed to the southeast, to the southern side of the room. Others were talking to me, but i felt as though i should focus on my work. I knew that it was late in the day, and i thought that i had a lot of work to do. The others seemed chatty, as though they were near the end of their day and ready to take a break. I thought that i needed to work later than i normally would have to get all of my time. I felt anxious about this, wondering what i should do. I headed to the north, walking between the seats toward $F67. I wanted to talk to her about something. I thought that i would have to get started on work. I was then heading to the east, and the scene seemed to have changed. I was in the car as my father drove it down the darkened street of the suburban area. I knew that i had to get to work. It seemed late at night, but i knew that i would have to start work as the other were getting out of the office. I still had to get some things done. I looked through the things in my lap, thinking that i did not have everything i needed. I felt uneasy here, and i told my father that i did not really need a ride to work. I had to get back to my house to get my backpack for work. I knew that i had forgotten some things that i needed. I told my father that he could take me back to the house. I thought about getting my backpack, but i decided that i could carry my books. I then realized that it would be cold out, so i was not sure that i would want to walk all the way to work with my books. The car had stopped, and i opened the door to get out. I could feel the cold air coming in as the door opened. I suddenly realized that i did not have my coat with me, and i felt annoyed. I would not be able to walk back without my jacket. I told my father that i would have to go back to my house. I felt frustrated. My father turned the car around and drove back to the west. We started down a steep hill, but we seemed to remain at the crest of the steep hill for a moment. The hill seemed very steep, and i could see a gorge just on the other side of the hill. It seemed that the road descended into the deep gorge. We were still moving, but we were still at the crest of the hill. This seemed strange. We should have started over the edge of the hill by now. I thought that we were taking too long to start down the other side. I looked down the other side at the scenery. It seemed too far down, and it was more below us that it should have been. This did not make sense. I knew that the road could not be that steep, but it seemed like a cliff. As we started over the edge, we started to fall into the gorge. I could not quite understand this situation; it did not make sense. I could feel the sensation of falling, but i told my father to stop and wait a moment. I thought that i had to get my things together. I was in the room now, and my mother and father were to the east of me. I had a plastic tray of food, and i had been eating from it. I looked down at the tray, which had a flank of fish on it. I ate the salmon as i walked to the east, wondering if the fish was fully cooked.

12023 August 15

I was moving to the east down the channel of water, which was running between two sloped cement embankments. The embankments sloped gently up to the north and south. The man to the west of me mentioned tipping the surface correctly. I looked down, noticing the long wooden planks under us. We were riding them over the water. They were curved along the front ends, seeming like a boat. The bow of the boat tipped up and then rolled back the other way, as it started moving to the east. The southern side of the boat dropped down, and as i watched it, i noticed that it dipped under a cement ledge that now extended from the vertical southern wall of the chamber. The motion of the boat seemed strange. I thought that it should not act as it did, and i felt uncomfortable on the vessel. I said that the boat should be tipped the other way because of how we were moving. The boat rolled a little in the direction that i had mentioned, but it did not roll the entire way. Something about this did not seem to be working. I then thought that the wood of the boat might be getting caught under the ledge of the wall. I wondered how we could fix this.

I crossed the open grassy field, heading south. I noticed people acting in a play on the eastern side of the field. I had passed through the center of the field, and i seemed to cross into the western part of the group of actors. I watched the ones to the east of me as they performed something, which seemed like a Shakespeare play. I felt interested in what the people were doing, and i slowed to watch. I then turned to the west, now in a small kitchen area of the backstage area. The actors still seemed to be to the east of me, doing something. A nook was in the southern wall of the room. It seemed a few meters wide. $F43 was sitting on the floor of the nook, with her back against the eastern wall of the alcove. She seemed depressed or sad. Something seemed wrong. She had been separated from the other actors. I suddenly realized that the others were not able to see her anymore. I thought that she had been removed from their memories. I felt suddenly worried. Something was removing her from people’s memories, and i did not want to forget about $F43. I looked at the others for a moment, but when i looked back at the alcove, i could not see $F43. I started to feel upset. I knew that she was still sitting in the alcove, but i was no longer able to see her. Something had affected me so that i could not see her. I felt very upset. I did not want to forget about her, and i started to cry.

I felt very uncomfortable as i stood in the center of the small dimly lighted room. The man and woman were holding us in this room, and i thought that i had to think of a way to escape. I felt very angry with the people. The old woman was standing to the southeast of me, doing something, and the man was holding on to another person to the northeast of me. I felt that we had to get out of here, and i was holding a wooden pole. I swinged the pole down at the man, thinking that i should attack him. I missed his head, and i felt annoyed. I thought that i should try again. We had to get out of here, and i thought that we had to attack these people to escape. I then realized that i was feeling very aggressive, and the feeling seemed out of place. Something seemed unnatural about this situation.

I was sitting to the south of the table, trying to sell some of the used items that were on the table. A person was standing to the north-northwest of me, looking at the things on the table. I held a rounded wooden object that seemed like a large acorn. It was about a deci in diameter. I thought that it represented an acorn, but it was shaped more like an artichoke. I turned it over in my hands, looking at the carved details. I thought that it was rather curious. Like the other items on the table, it seemed to be second-hand merchandise, so i thought that it had been someone’s ornament, and i wondered what they had thought about it. I then noticed the piece of paper on the table to the north of me. A large word was on the center of the paper, saying “Wisp!” in thick black letters that had rounded ends. The ends were almost curly. I looked at the word, thinking that there was some meaning to it other than what it said. I felt very interested in the items here, and i tried to figure out what they meant.

12023 August 16

I left the other person and headed to the north, into the center of the large open room, which seemed to be on the upper floor of the apartment. A door was in the center of the northern wall, and it was open to the next room. The walls of the room were very plain, and the door seemed to be a metal exterior door. I moved a little toward the door, realizing that it led to the roof of the building. I felt a little nervous about having the door to the outside open, thinking that someone might be able to sneak into the apartment. I wondered if it was safe to have the door open. I then thought that no one would be able to get onto the roof, so it might not be too risky to leave the door open. I still felt worried about it, though. I looked through the door, and i could see the neighbors outside, in a room on the other side of the roof. I wondered if they would be able to get to the roof on the building and cross over to where i was. It seemed that it might be possible for them to sneak into the apartment. I then thought that i trusted the neighbors, so i did not think that they would try to sneak into out apartment. I still felt uneasy about the door being open, though.

12023 August 17

The people were to the north of me, doing something in the enclosed space. I felt curious about them, thinking that they were shifting from one universe to the next. They seemed to blend from one person to the next as they did things in the room. This was a special occurrence.

I was riding in the front seat on the southern side of the car as we traveled to the west, down the street in the urban area. The buildings were widely spaced here, with large lawn, and they seemed old. Many seemed to be made of brick or stone block. I noticed a smokestack to the southwest of us. It seemed more like a tall tower, but i kept thinking of it as a smokestack. A thin line of gray smoke ran across the sky from east to west. It crossed in front of the tower. Something about the blowing smoke was very interesting to me. I pointed it out to the person riding in the back seat of the car, saying something about the building, which seemed like one of the towers in the Empire State Plaza. I thought that the tower was part of a government building in the center of the city. My grandmother then asked me something. She was sitting to the north of me, across the aisle of the bus. My mother also seemed to be with us.

12023 August 19

I moved to the east, along the bottom of the hill. The tall steep hill to the north of me was covered with snow, and i knew about the five people who were trying to ski down it on snowboards. I knew that the men at the bottom of the slope, to the east of me, were going to shoot at the people on the snowboards. Something seemed strange about this situation. I thought that the men with guns had killed four of the skiers, but one on the eastern part of the slope had managed to slip past. I looked down to the north of me at the logo. It looked like the Pirelli logo, with a long P that stretched over the other letters. It was printed in black on the top of the white paper, and i thought that there were five copies of this paper. The word seemed to say “Prince”. A man to the east of me commented on the word, stating “Prince”. I saw four of the papers in a row running to the east of me. I thought that they had been from the four skiers that had been shot. I wondered if the men with guns would shoot the fifth to get the fifth paper to work. The man to the east of me then said that the papers were really “King”. I thought that the word would have to be changed. I turned to the southeast, thinking about the skiers. I felt upset that they had been killed, and i wondered where the fifth person had gone. I knew that he would never be found, so i wondered if he had been shot and had died of his wounds. A narrow stream ran east to west at the bottom of the hill, and the weeds seemed a little taller around it. A small cabin seemed to be somewhere to the southeast. I kept thinking about the men with the guns, and i felt sad about the men who had been shot. I hoped that the men with guns did not get what they wanted.

I moved around the small room on the southern side of the house. The others were to the northeast of me. I had to get ready to leave, but i thought that i needed to change my clothing. I said something to the others, who seemed to be in a different room to the north, and then i turned to the southwest and walked to a chair on the eastern side of the room. I took off the pants i was wearing, thinking that i should put on the pants that were on the chair. I felt unsure of what i was doing. I turned to the east and tossed something onto the low white square surface, which seemed to be a table. The article landed on the northern side of the table, and i noticed a few long narrow things on the southeastern part of the surface. The things to the southeast were things that i would have to pack. I remembered that i would have to pack all the things in my car to take back to my house. It suddenly seemed like a daunting task. There were a lot of things that i would have to take, and i realized that i would have to pack my car. I thought about telling the others to the northeast that i should pack. I then thought about where i would put all of the things. I did not seem to have room in my apartment. I then thought that i owned a house, so i would have room to store things. I felt uncertain about this situation.

12023 August 21

My father drove the car to the east, down the street in the center of the small city. The buildings around us seemed spaced out, and the area also seemed like a college campus, but i knew that it was all part of a city. At the eastern end of the street, a large rectangular building ran north to south. It seemed dull dark red, and i knew that it was a hotel. It seemed to have a semicircular driveway in front of it. It was not the hotel that we were looking for, though. My father had been looking for a very specific hotel, which seemed to be a Christian hotel. As we turned to the north onto the street in front of the hotel, i noticed a tall cross-like symbol of the southern end of the western face of the building. I knew that it was a Christian hotel, but i knew that it was not the one that my father was looking for. We seemed to be looking for something special. We turned to the east again and headed down a street that seemed to be between several hotels and churches. I did not feel comfortable in this place, thinking that too many people here were religious bigots. I started to feel that someone might notice us here and come after us. We drove to the north, but turned east again. To the north of the road was another hotel with a semicircular driveway. This one was set back from the road by about fifty meters, and it was a much smaller building. It seemed somewhat like a hospital or medical facility, but i knew that it was a hotel. I thought that it might be the one that we were looking for, but i felt nervous to turn into the driveway. I thought that some of the bad people might be watching us from the west. I did not want them to know here we were heading. I thought that we would have to pass the hotel until we lost the people following us. I then noticed large cars to the north of the road. They were tipped up, with their back ends buried in the ground. The bottoms of the cars seemed to be to the west, and all the cars seemed to tip slightly to the west. I remembered this place before. I knew that the white fence on the northern side of the lot where the cars were was the boarder of Canada. I wondered if we would be able to sneak into the other country. I knew that it would be safer there, but i also knew that we would not be allowed to cross the border. I looked at the large cars to the north as we passed to the east. Something about them seemed interesting.

I was in the car as the people drove me back to the northeast, across the urban area of the small city. We seemed to be somewhere in Endicott. I felt anxious to get back to the place, but i was not sure where it was. We were then driving north on a road that seemed like Nanticoke Avenue. I recognized this place. We seemed to be between Union Avenue and North Street. I spotted the small building to the northwest, just before the intersection with North Street. I was now walking on the western sidewalk of the street. I felt nervous of someone to the south of me. I thought that we would have to get to the small shop to the northwest as quickly as we could. The retaining wall to the west of us was off white, and it seemed to slope to the west as it rose. I walked quickly and looked for cars in the street. When it was clear, i crossed the street to the east and headed for the shop. It seemed to be a small church store. Inside, i noticed that many of the items seemed to be things i might find in a Catholic store.

12023 August 24

I watched myself run to the north, along the western edge of the small field. I watched from the eastern side of the field, which sloped uphill slightly to the west. The ground was covered with short dry yellow grass. Forest seemed to surround the rounded field as the other runners and i moved across the field. I was then near the northern end of the field, turning to the northeast and running through a gap in the tree line on the eastern side of the field. The gap opened into a smaller field that was almost round. I had been with $G4, running a trail that was part of a larger event. This event seemed to be run by an Albany group, and i was visiting this area. At the place where i entered the small field, i was aware of a gap in the trees and weeds to the north of me, which seemed to lead into a long narrow area of open grass. All of the grass was tan and short. I knew that we had come here several times before on previous trails in this area, and i wondered if we would have a stop in the field to the east. As i entered the small area, i noticed a man sitting on a low rock near the eastern side of the field. The weeds were open on the eastern end, leading to a trail that ran into the forest. The man was looking at the gap, and i realized that he was holding a large metal camera in his left hand, pointing it at the gap. He was a professional photographer, and he was trying to photograph something. I wondered if we would be disturbing him. I looked down at the ground as i jogged, and i suddenly realized that i had not seen any marks in the field. I thought that i had been coming this way because it was the way that was familiar to me. I stopped and looked back at the others, seeing them running toward me, through the larger field to the west. I looked back at the photographer. He was now standing in the middle of the filed. He wore tan dress pants and a white shirt. The style of the clothing seemed like they were from the 1930s or 1940s. I wondered if he would take pictures of our group. I felt frustrated, realizing that i had been running and not following the marks. I started to head to the northwest, wondering if i could find marks in the narrow filed that had been to the north. I could see a few others to the west of me, through the gap in the bushes that led to the larger field. The field seemed to run a little bit north of the gap, and another narrower gap to the north of the first allowed me to see a few others in the northern end of the big field. Someone to the west of me called out, saying that they had found trail marks. I was running to the northwest, but i turned to the southwest and headed back for the main field. I thought that the others must have found marks along the center of the western side of the field. I felt frustrated that i had not been following the trail, and i thought that i would have to hurry to catch up with the others. I turned to the south. I was suddenly back in a room of the house. This was the house were we had been staying. The others had left the house to the west to go on trail, but i had come back here for some reason. I felt angry that i was missing the trail, but i thought that i would head out and try to catch up. I walked to the east, through the doorway in the northern end of the western wall of the small bedroom. I had been staying in this bedroom with $F71. I moved to the center of the eastern side of the room. A small bed seemed to be in the center of the room. A few other people were in the room, doing something to the southeast of the bed, but they left to the northwest. I felt confused, not sure what to do. I then noticed that my black guitar case was on the ground to the southeast of the bed. I had left it there. A small instrument near it seemed to be damaged. I felt annoyed, thinking that the others must have damaged the instrument. The black guitar case was on the ground, with the head facing southwest. The body of the case seemed to be crushed, and i worried that the guitar might be damaged. I opened up the case, seeing that the body of the guitar had been crushed. I thought that the others must have fallen on the case when they were fooling around. I felt upset and angry. I pulled the guitar toward me, noticing a smaller instrument that had been in the case, on top of the guitar. It seemed like a ukulele. I was not interested in the smaller instrument, though, even though it seemed undamaged. I was still angry that the larger instrument was broken. As i pulled the larger instrument up, i realized that it was actually a violin. I had been trying to start playing violin again, but i had not gotten too far. I moved around the room, now near the doorway in the northern end of the western wall. I faced east, thinking that i was trying to play the instruments, and i was angry that they had been broken. I imagined telling someone about the violin, but i knew that i would not be able to play the violin well. I looked to the east. A low surface ran along the dark northern wall of the room as i thought about how out of tune the sound might have been if i played the violin now. I was then by the bed again, and i threw the instrument to the north of me. I wondered if the sound would attract the attention of others in the house. No one seemed to respond. I thought that $F9 was somewhere to the northwest of me. I was in the center of the room again, and i threw some of the other broken things to the northwest, into the room. I thought that $F9, who was outside the room, might hear. I felt annoyed, and i turned to the west to pick up some of the things that i had tossed. $F9 was then to the southeast of me, and he said something to me. I picked up something from the northwest of me, but i could not find were one of the larger pieces had gone. The southwestern corner of the room was inset into the room, and a high surface extended from the northern side of the short inset wall. The surface seemed to be a solid white structure, and it was about a meter and a half tall. A few small things were on it, and i noticed a green bundle just behind a small object on the eastern end of the surface. The green thing was something that i had thrown. It was a piece of the broken instrument. It seemed to be made of dull-green nylon canvas with gray straps. I picked it up as i turned to the southeast to talk to $F9. He stood to the south of an ironing board, doing something on the board. He wore a metallic read costume suit, which covered his body. To the east of him stood a second costume, which was metallic blue. The blue suit had gray metal plating on the chest and belly, and i thought that $F9 was moving details from one costume to the other for the event. He glanced at me between things he was doing on the surface to the north of him. I still felt angry that i had missed the trail, and i thought that i should just go running. I wondered if i would be able to follow the trail and catch up with the others. I walked to the northeast, still talking to $F9. He said that the others would be stopped at a bridge. I thought that this must be one of the beverage stops on the trail. I looked at him, thinking that i might be able to catch up with the others at the bridge. I noticed that the room to the southwest of me now seemed to be open to the outside. I could see a sunny suburban street with a few others standing on the eastern side of it. I moved to the north a little, trying to picture the bridge. I imagined it as a large stone structure with thick sides and two towers at either end. I realized that i did not know this area, which seemed to be near Maryland, and i complained that i was not sure where the bridge was. $F9 had mentioned the name, making it seem as though it was a famous bridge, but i felt frustrated that i did not know anything about it. I felt angry again as i stopped to the east of a low surface, noticing a grassy hill to the west of me. Others were on the hill, doing something near the house. As i turned to the east, i was now in the back yard of the house that i had been staying at. I headed to the east a little, into the yard, which was also the room that i had been in. Others had started coming into the room. I felt annoyed that they would be staying in the room with us. I had thought that $F71 and i would only have a few others in the room with us. I turned to the southeast, wanting to go running. I felt angry and frustrated that i had missed the trail, and i thought that i should just leave the house and go running. I thought that the people might wonder where i had gone, and i wondered if any of them would be concerned. I decided that i did not care. I felt angry enough that i just wanted to leave and do something. I looked at the exit door to the house, which was to the southwest of me. The doorway faced west, and i could see the suburban street running north to south outside. I knew that the runners had gone north before, and i thought that i would just go running to the north. I could probably go around the neighborhood. I felt aggravated again, thinking that i had not been able to go on the run with the others. I then noticed that several people in running shorts were standing just outside the door, on the eastern side of the street. The light outside was dimming, as though it were close to dusk. I thought that the people on the street were waiting for the runners to come back from the north. The run was almost over. I had been here for a long time, and i felt upset about that. I wanted to go running anyway. A woman had been talking to me, and she was to the east of me. I said that i wanted to get my running shoes and go for a run. She stood very close to me, as if blocking me from leaving. I felt angry with her, and i pushed her to the east. We had been sitting in chairs at a table, to the south of the table. As i stood up, i grabbed her sides and pushed her, and she fell to the ground to the south of the chairs. I was angry, and i did not care that i might have hurt her. I started to the west to leave for a run. The runners then started coming back into the room. They entered through a doorway to the west of me. I then noticed a sign on the wall to the north of me. It was mounted on the northern side of doorway, facing southeast. It seemed to show the people coming back from the run, and it listed me in eleventh place. The sign was long but not that tall. It was divided into boxes with thin lines, and the boxes had type in various sizes to show details of the run. The letters and lines were in silvery glittery ink on a dark gray background. The background was not a solid color but had shades of gray swirled together. A large “11th” was in the upper left corner of my box, and a silhouette of something that seemed like a dragon’s head was down the lower part of the right side. Several other words were in the box, and they seemed to relate to things i did on the run. The dragon seemed to have something to do with the wetsuit i had worn. I remembered wearing it in the water. I stepped back from the sign, thinking that i did not want to be cold, which is why i wore the suit. $F71 then came through the doorway to the west of me. He wore a gray T-shirt, and he was sweaty from the run. I felt upset. I still wanted to go for the run, and i was determined to leave, even though everyone was just coming back. $F71 moved close to me to say something, but i pushed him back in frustration. I wanted to do something, and i felt that i was not able to. I felt angry about this.

12023 August 25

I was lying on the bed in the darkened room. The bed seemed to be in the northwestern part of the room, and the head of the bed was to the west. A young man was sleeping just to the south of me, pressed up against me. He seemed like a friend of mine, but he was not someone that i knew for a long time. I knew that he was someone who liked wrestling, and i thought that he wanted to wrestle with me, but i knew that we had not done so yet. I had just held him as we sleeped, even though i thought that he wanted to be more intimate. We moved in bed. It seemed to be early in the morning. It was still dark out, and i could not really see the man. He moved to the north of me, and i pet him as he moved. He tried to hug me. I thought that he wanted to do more than we were doing, but i was not sure what to do. I sat up partly and hugged him from behind, squeezing him a little. As i reclined again with him in my arms, i put my left hand on his right chest. He was not muscular, but he felt firm. He moved a little, and i continued to hold him. Holding him felt good, and i started to feel aroused, but i did not try to take advantage of him. He was still, so i thought that he might not be interested in doing anything at the moment. We lay like this for a while. Someone then came into the room from the north. I felt a little awkward, and i sat up in the bed, which now seemed to be a couch along the northern wall of the room. The other man moved into the center of the room, which was a living room. He seemed like a student, and i thought that we were in an apartment building that had a common living room. The other man seemed East Asian, and he had a slightly pudgy face. The young man and i got up and started gathering our things in the northwestern part of the room. I watched the college man, who was wearing a white T-shirt and a pair of baggy sweatpants. He moved to the table against the western wall and tried to adjust the television that was on top of it. I thought that he was trying to watch the television, but he wanted to angle it so that he could see it clearly around us. I moved to gather some of my things, and when i looked back at the man, i noticed that he had propped up the television on the floor, just to the east of the table or counter. He had something leaning against the flat-screen, which seemed about a meter and a quarter tall now, but the thin wooden object did not hold the television up. The man kept trying to adjust it. I thought that he should just leave it on the western wall, because we would be leaving. I looked at the young man with me. He stood to the east of me now. He had tan skin and a thinning goatee. He seemed western Asian. He smiled at me as he stood, and i felt a little uncomfortable, because he was not the man i thought i had been with. I knew him as someone from $G3. I pictured the other man, thinking that he was $A771. I turned to the west, now in a small room to the north of the living room. I had left the living room through a doorway in the western end of the northern wall. The bathroom was narrow and ran to the west. It seemed to have a counter along the southern wall. I stopped in the middle of the room, turning to the southern wall to urinate. I looked down and noticed that the toilet was not under me. It had been here. I realized that it was in the small cabinet under me. The cabinet was made of tan wood with a white surface on top. The wood seemed like cheap particleboard that had been surfaced with a glossy layer that looked like wood. I grabbed the eastern side of the cabinet and pulled. The toilet bowl pivoted on a vertical axis at the northwestern corner of the cabinet. The small bowl swinged counterclockwise until it was facing me. I started to urinate, but another man came into the room from the east. He was another college student who lived in this dorm. He did not seem to be paying much attention to me as i urinated. I thought that the students had recently come back to this place, and they were now living in the apartments of this building. I tried to think of where my apartment was, but i could not remember. I had rented this place over the summer, and i hoped that my things were still in my room. I started to worry that the students had moved in and my things had been taken out. I moved to the southeast, into the common room. I realized that it had been a while since i had been in my room. I thought that i had been staying in the living room on the couch for a while, even though i knew that i had a room in the building. Other college students seemed to be gathering here. I felt nervous, and i headed to the east, trying to remember where my room was. I could not seem to remember which bedroom was mine. I thought that i had to get my clothes so that i could get dressed for the day. I wandered down a hall, but i could not quite remember where my apartment was. I was heading generally to the southeast. Many others were in the apartment building around me, and i wondered if i was still renting a room here or if my lease had ended. I thought that i had not been to my room in a while, and i worried that the students might have filled the rooms here, leaving me with no place to go. I started to feel anxious as i headed to the south along the western side of one of the southern rooms of the building. I then headed to the east and came back to the west, entering a central room that had many beds in it. I remembered this room. I thought that it was where members of a student sport team sleeped. I started to feel out of place now, thinking that i was too old to be living in a place like this. My bed was to the southeast in the room. I approached the bed, thinking that it was still made, which made me feel good that no one had taken my bed. I then noticed a leather wallet on the small cubical nightstand that was to the east of the bed. It looked like my wallet, so i thought that my things were still here. I picked up the wallet, noticing a small business card for the Gorillaz. It had a black background, with brightly colored cartoon figures on the front. I remembered this as mine. I had gotten it at a concert a while ago. As i glanced back at the bed to the west of me, though, i noticed that the bedspread was also covered with designs of the Gorillaz. I had not had sheets or covers like this, so i realized that this must not be my bed coverings on the bed. Several other papers were on the table and bed, and they had similar designs from the Gorillaz. I realized that they were not mine, but the person who owned them had been to the same concert that i had been to. Some of the sheets seemed to promote the concert. I felt disappointed that this was no longer my bed, and i wondered where i could go. I looked up to the west, noticing that the next bed over had Star Wars sheets. I wondered where my things had gone, and i felt upset that i could not remember exactly where my bed was. I moved to the north, now outside. I then headed to the east along the northern side of the street. I thought of the psychiatrist that the others had talked about before, and i felt very upset. I thought that i should call my parents to let them know where i was, but i realized that i did not know their telephone number. I also realized that i did not have my cell phone with me. It would have been with my things in my apartment, but i could not remember where that was. I wondered how i could contact my parents. I thought that i would have to tell them that i had no memory of my early life. I was still headed to the east, on the street, but i then headed to the north and then to the west, walking over the grassy area. I became aware of someone to the east. The person seemed to be following me. I thought that i had to get away, so i hurried to the west, starting up the steep hill. The hill was mostly open and covered with grass, but trees ran across the crest. I thought that i should head for the gaps in the trees so that i could get out of sight of the person following. I climbed the slope, but i started to feel tired. The hill became very steep near the top, and i was having trouble continuing to climb.

I moved around the small apartment. I was trying to find my things. I knew that they were in the shelf in my apartment. I pictured a small bookcase that was against the eastern wall of the room. It seemed to have several books in it. I had wanted to get the books, but i had left them in the apartment, and i was not sure that i could still get back to the apartment. I felt upset, thinking that is should not have left the books in the apartment when i left. I thought that i should have left them in my house, where they would have been safe.

12023 August 26

I had been at a large event, but the event was ending, and i was leaving with all o the other people, who seemed to be $G4. We were heading to the south, down the sidewalk on the western side of the street. The others had started to jog, so i tried to jog with the others, but the man just to the south of me had stopped. I felt annoyed, but i could not easily get around him. He seemed like $A853. A woman had come up behind us, stopping just to the north of me. The man started jogging again, band the woman and i jogged after him. I thought that he and the woman had been jogging together. I knew that we were headed back the same way that the others people had gone, but i wanted to jog around the college campus, which was to the northeast of us. I usually ran on a path around the outside of the campus, and i wanted to do it again. I felt as though i missed jogging there. The street that we were running on ended in an area shaded by trees. The man turned to the west, heading down a dirt path that seemed to cut over to another street. I still wanted to visit the campus, so i turned to the east, following the street around the corner. The street to the east ran slightly up hill, passing through a suburban neighborhood. The man who was in front of me would not have seen me turn the corner to go the opposite direction, but i realized that the woman following me would have seen me. I wondered if she would wonder why i had gone to the east. I was now running along the northern sidewalk of an open street. I was now on the college campus, and wide lawns ran on either side of the road. Large modern buildings were on both sides of the street, and they seemed about ten meters from the sidewalks at the eastern end of the street. I passed through a large rectangular passageway though the center of the building that was to the east of the eastern end of the street. As i reached the other side, i noticed that mean walking ahead of me. He turned to the northeast and headed across the large parking lot that was to the east of the building. I slowed a moment, noticing that several other $G4 were in the parking lot. A few more were heading toward the lot from the south and northwest. I continued to the east, across the large banquet room of the building. I quickly noticed that the others in the room were nicely dressed, and i realized that they were celebrating a wedding here. I felt suddenly uneasy, realizing that i might be disturbing a celebration The bride and groom were to the southeast of me, standing with a group of people near the eastern end of the southern wall. They were well dressed, and i thought that both of them seemed rather attractive. People were gathered to the north of them, blocking my way across the room. I thought that i should not let them noticed that i was here. A long table ran along the southern wall, to the south of the people. I thought that i could c9rawl under the table to slip past the people. I tried to go under the eastern end of the table. I crawled a few meters under the table, but i had to stop when i noticed that a man was sitting on the southern side of the table. His legs were blocking my way. I felt frustrated, and i wondered what i could do. I waited a moment to see if the man would move, but he did not. Annoyed, i headed to the south, coming out at the side of the table, which was now not near the southern wall of the room. I was now in the middle of the crowd of people, and i felt out of place. I had to get out of the room so that i did not disturb the people here. Some of the people started talking to me. It seemed as though several other $G4 had interacted with the crowd, and the guests were interested in our group. One of the members of the wedding party came up to me and told me that the people here liked me. I suddenly felt that we were accepted. I felt more relaxed as the people started to move around me. I looked around the room. The bride was now standing to the northeast of me, just to the south of a round table that was covered with a white tablecloth. She had long straight hair and light skin, and she wore a white dress that had textured fabric. She seemed to be enjoying the others here. She then looked at me with mock sternness and said “You think you can out drink me?” She held out a bottle of beer with her right hand, offering it to me. I realized that she liked having us here, and she was trying to include us in the celebration.

12023 August 27

I had been with my parents in the waiting room of the large building. A hallway ran west, flush with the southern wall of the room. I felt uncomfortable and sad here. To the west of me was the reception desk, on the northern wall of the entry hallway, to the west. I was alone at the moment. My parents had left me here, and i was not comfortable. A woman was to the southeast of me, and she told me to take my pills and go upstairs. I felt unsure if i should do anything that she suggested. I headed to the north, thinking that i should go upstairs. I did not want to take my pills. I stopped rear the northern side of the room, aware that i did not know where the stairs were. I looked around the room, noticing a man leaving the room through a doorway in a short diagonal alcove in the southern wall, in the southeastern corner of the room. Two alcoves were recessed into the wall, slanting away from each other and they recessed to the south. I headed for the doorway to the west, thinking that it must be the stairs into the main part of the building. I ascended the stairs to the south, and i came out onto the second floor on a landing that ran east to west along the northern side of the atrium. To the east of me, a door opened, and i walked through the doorway, finding myself in a room that looked like the living room of a house. I felt very uneasy. I thought that this place was like a clinic, and i thought that i might get imprisoned if i as not careful. A woman was then to the west of me, in the doorway of the room. She asked me if i had taken my pills. I asked her what they were for, feeling suspicious. I looked at the wooden end table, which was to the north of me and to the west of the couch that was against the northern wall. The pills were in a small plastic packet on the southern half of the table. The woman told me that the pills were relaxants. I felt annoyed. I did not want to take felt that i should leave now, but i delayed in uncertainty. Something was wrong. My father was then to the east of me, and other family members were coming into the room. Several of my family members were young children. They moved to the north of me as they talked to one another. I was not sure what to do. i walked to the northeast, where cubbies were on the southern wall of the room. The cubbies were in recesses in the wall. Each recess had a cubby to the east and west of it. The cubbies had low shelfs in them. I walked into one of the recesses and sat down on the shelf on the western side, partly hidden from the room by the thin panel on the southern side of the cubby. I tried to put my left foot up on the shelf to the east of me, but the distance across the opening was too narrow to rest my foot comfortably. I adjusted my position a little so that i as slouching. I leaned to the south so that i could put my foot up to the northeast. I managed to get my foot up, but i felt uncomfortable, and i knew that i would not be able to sit like this for long. Frustrate, i decided that i had to leave this place. I headed back to the west, into the hallway. i went down stairs and was again in the lobby. This time, i headed to the west. Past the entry desk was a set of double doors. I headed to the northern door and pushed it open. As i started out, someone else was coming in.

12023 August 28

I was talking to the others on the street of the city. We had been at an event, but the event seemed to have just ended, and we were heading elsewhere for something. It seemed that my friend and i were going downtown for food. I said something to one of the people, and then i headed to the southeast, toward a set of stairs that descended the hill. I thought that i would walk down the hill, even though the others would want to drive. I thought that the road went down the steep hill, which seemed to be on the southern side of the western slope of the larger hill. I thought that the walk to the restaurant would be a very easy walk down the hill. I knew that the road ran down and that the restaurant was on the same road. I then wondered if the woman who was with us would expect us to drive. She seemed like $A460. I headed to the east and then turned to the south down a hallway, stopping near the top of the stairs. This place seemed like it was just to the west of Collegetown. I started down the stairs, which were a long set of wooden stairs that descend the forested slope to the east of the small house, which was near the top of the slope, just to the south of a street. I thought about the steep hill, and i suddenly wondered if the woman would follow me. I walked to the west, down the hallway that ran from the bottom of the stairs. The hallway was a wooden deck that was covered with walls and a roof. The cheaply made covering seemed to be painted red on the outside. After walking about ten meters, i looked behind me to see if the woman was following me. I then started down the hill, following the dirt path the rest of the way. As i started walking, i wondered if i needed different shoes to walk down the dirt slope. I stopped on the hill, thinking that i should go back to my apartment to get shoes that had traction. I seemed to be wearing loose-fitting winter boots, which were not good for climbing up and down hills. I walked back to the east, down the entryway that was at the bottom of the stairs. at the bottom of the stairs i paused, thinking that i did not want to climb back to the top of the stairs. It seemed like too many floors to climb up to get to the top, and i felt dissuaded, but i wanted to be wearing better shoes. I then decided that i should just wear the winter boots, even though i thought that they would be uncomfortable. I then hear the others coming from the south. They must have been coming back from the restaurant. I felt anxious that i was not with them. I crouched down to put on one of my sneakers. I then noticed the people passing to the north of me in another corridor, heading east. I could see them through the windows in the corridor that i was walking down. I focused on a short man in the group. He had a rounded figure and medium skin. He seemed very familiar, and i thought that i had talked to him previously. I then thought that $A815 would see me putting on my shoes at the bottom of the stairs as they passed. I looked for her in the group, but i did not see her. I then realized that the others were nicely dressed, and i suddenly felt under dressed.

12023 August 29

I was in the old building, which seemed like a central building in South Westerlo, and i had had to get my things together so that i could get home. I had two cats with me, and i was trying to figure out how i could take them with me. I thought that i had rided my bicycle to this place, and i had to get home to the east. I knew that i could not take everything on the bicycle, so i would have to arrange things so that i could take them in batches. I thought that i should take the cats first, but i still want do grab everything anyway. I had the cats in the small room on the northern side of the old building, which seemed like a house converted to a town hall. The wooden walls were off white and covered with horizontal planks. A large wooden table was in the center of the room, and i was standing just to the east of it. Two doors were in the northern wall, and a third door was in the eastern wall. The southern wall seemed to have windows that were on the front of the building. I had closed the doors to the room to keep the cats in the room. I moved to the south, toward the door in the eastern wall, thinking that i had to get something to carry the cats in so that i could take them home. I felt protective of them. Just before i got to the door, a woman pushed the wooden door open to the north and entered the room. I felt nervous that she would leave the doors to the room open, and i asked her if she was heading to the office, which seemed to be in one of the rooms to the north. I explained that i had cats in the room and i did not want them to get out. I felt that i had to get the cats packed up, because i did not quite trust that people would leave them here while i was out of the room. I moved to the south and put the cats into a large black clothing bag. I hoped that they would be okay in the bag, thinking that they should get enough air through the cotton material of the sack. I then noticed that the cats were tearing through a section of the bag to the east of me. I thought that $X24 was clawing her way out. I felt annoyed. I was not sure how to keep the cats together. I put the bag down, and $X12 ran out, running under the table, to the west. I felt frustrated, and i called $X25, worried that he was running away. He came back to me, and i felt relieved. I picked him up and cradled him. A man was then in the room to the north of me, and he asked me what i had called the cat. I said the cat’s name again. I then turned to the east and put $X25 into a large box that was on the floor. I thought that i should have used the box before. It was bigger than the bag that i had tried to use. I then thought that i would have to carry the box on the bicycle with me, and i wondered how i would do that. I knew that it would be awkward. I headed to the north, now outside and to the east of the building. My bicycle was chained to the eastern end of a fence, which ran behind the building. I started to unlock my bicycle, and i told the others that i had left some cats in the building in South Westerlo. I felt uncomfortable about leaving some of them. I felt that it would be difficult to come back for them, but i knew that i would have to do it. I looked around to the east. The land around me was sunny and beautiful. The trees had thick green leafs, and the green rounded hills surrounded us. It seemed like a pleasant evening, but i felt saddened that i still had to spend so much time taking care of the cats.

12023 August 31

I waked up in the bed that was on the western wall of the dimly lighted room. I stood up and headed to the north, but i started to get a headrush from standing up too quickly. I paused and crouched down to try to get my balance. The room seemed to be my grandmother’s kitchen, and the beds extended from the western wall of the room. I moved to the eastern end of the next bed to the north of mine and sat down on the northeastern corner to wait for my headrush to go away. A man was in the bed to the west of me, so i waved my hand at him, letting him know i did not mean to interrupt him and that something was wrong. I looked down at the ground for a moment. I did not feel a strong headrush at the moment, but the lightheaded feeling seemed to be getting worse. I felt worried, thinking that something might be wrong. My vision seemed to be getting darker, and by body started shaking as though i could not support my own weight. I worried that something was not right, and i though that i should see a doctor on Monday. I remained seated for a moment, waiting for the headrush to go away before i stood back up. Something was not right, and i still felt bad. My mother was to the northwest of me now, and my grandmother seemed to be somewhere in the room. I stood up carefully and walked to the south, toward the counter along the eastern wall of the kitchen.

I walked slowly to the east, across the large outdoor place, which seemed like a large public square with several sections. I knew that this place was part of a community college, and i thought that i was here because i was part of a group that was filming in the area. The outdoor plaza was filled with tall cement structures and shallow pools. I ran the film plot through my mind as i walked. I was trying to think of ways that we could film here. I then thought that it would be nice to film part of the movie in the large gymnasium, which seemed to be to the east of me. I turned to the south and passed between two brown structures. A wide corridor ran east to west on the southern side of the structures, and i crossed diagonally to the southeast and started walking along the northern side of a low fence. The fence seemed to be a set of cement poles with metal bars running between them. As i came to the eastern end of the fence, i noticed a man standing on a cement cube to the south of me. Several other cubes of different heights seemed to be around him, and a large light-brown cement wall rose to the south of him. The man lifted his arms out to his sides, unfolding colorful metallic wings. He was shirtless, but he was wearing a costume. Another person was standing on the ground level to the northeast of him, looking up at him as i passed. I was amused by the costume, thinking that it was for a photograph that someone was taking. I looked around at the other features of the outdoor area. Something about the cement structures seemed very nice. I thought that this college had very nice architecture. As i continued down the corridor, i noticed a shallow rectangular pool to the northeast of me. It ran between the cement paving stones of the corridor and a pale cement wall to the north. The sunlight seemed low in the sky, casting a warmer light on the cement, making everything seem picturesque. I wandered to the northeast to look at the smooth dark water in the pool. I then noticed that people were wading in the deeper water of the next pool to the east. They seemed to be swimming or standing in the water, which only seemed to come to their midsections. Two other people were walking near me on the southern side of the area. Is topped on the eastern end of the shallow pool, looking at the other pool to the east. The college students seemed to be playing a game in the water. Two men, who were standing on the southern side of the pool, asked what work they should do. A woman’s voice from the pool answered, saying that they needed to change the keg. I watched the two men walk to the east on the southern side of the pool. They both seemed nicely built. I then thought that one of them had been shown this scene before, so he knew what was going to happen. I felt amused. I continued to the east, thinking that i wanted to interact with the students in the pool. Once i was past the pool, i looked back at it. The people were hanging out along the edges of the pool in their regular clothes. Something seemed very nice about people handing out in this setting. I wanted to join them, but i felt out of place here, because i was not part of this college. I started to the east again, feeling disappointed. I then wondered what i should be doing. I thought that i should be working too.