I am looking at a man from behind. He looks like Kramer. Yes, he really looks like Kramer, I tell A. When I see his face he does not look exactly like K but I can see some resemblance. Perhaps it is him. I am now at a party in an unfamiliar aparment. A lot of well-to-do-looking people are mingling here and I see this Kramer guy again. Now I am more or less convinced it is him and I walk up to him and speak to him. He acknowledges who he is and we talk for a short while. I look around the room and see both men and women. Most of them are involved in the movie industry. It is a snotty crowd and I more or less forcing myself to mingle naturally here.
I leave the party to travel back home. Now I am in Asia somewhere. In Japan. I am traveling high up in between skyskrapers on some type of monorail or train suspended on something in the air. In the cabin I see other people, some of them are my old friends. I look out the window of the cabin and see the facade of a skyskraper. I wish this travel would be over and I do not like being so high up. It almost seems as if the track is ending a little further away, but how will we get off? The city landscape seem so futuristic and unrecognizeable - very far from everything I am familiar with.
I leave the party to travel back home. Now I am in Asia somewhere. In Japan. I am traveling high up in between skyskrapers on some type of monorail or train suspended on something in the air. In the cabin I see other people, some of them are my old friends. I look out the window of the cabin and see the facade of a skyskraper. I wish this travel would be over and I do not like being so high up. It almost seems as if the track is ending a little further away, but how will we get off? The city landscape seem so futuristic and unrecognizeable - very far from everything I am familiar with.
