I know I will be late. In fact there is no way in hell I will make it there in time. I need to change in to other clothes and walk to the bathroom. There is a party going on and people are constantly entering the bathroom and so I will get no privacy. It is very frustrating. The bathroom is large and rectangular, but I eventually give up.
I think it is 6 am and I think to myself that I might as well get up.

I am walking in the entrance to a museum. Someone steps on my heels repeatedly until I lose my temper and look back in anger. It is a mother and her little daughter in a stroller. The mother looks back angrily at me - giving me a look that tells me it's my fault they stepped on me. I step to the side and think bad thoughts about the mother. It puzzles me a bit why she would bring her daughter to a tobacco museum...

Family and relatives are around. I hear evergreen music, and my uncle invites me to dance. I think it might be Elvis singing in the background. I have never danced with my uncle before. Why does he want to dance with me?

I am finally on my way and am driving through a forest. It is a thick forest and the fir trees are tall and mossy and darkgreen. The road is a bit unclear at times, and eventually I look around in search of the actual road... but when I think I see it I come to a stop. When I was driving this last part I couldn't really see clearly. The forest took up all my attention and now I am at a deadend. The forest road ends here! If I continue I will drive into a hole, down into the greenery. I look at the deadend for a while in amazement that I had time to stop before I continued on right through it. Then it hits me - I really wouldn't have notice this abrupt end without the help of someone. I am so grateful for the help. I thank God. Thank you God, I say and feel very happy and not afraid at all. I turn around - or reverse the car back in the direction I came from until I notice another road leading up into a different part of the forest. Yes, that's where I should go. I drive up a hill and follow the road around a bend down the same hill. Out of the thicket walk a gay male couple. They are vividly discussing something while their little perky dog wiggles its tail. Soon they vanish in some other direction and I continue my drive through the forest.

I am looking for a belt in a department store. I walk deep into the large and dark department store, to the part where old ladies shop. It is almost empty, including the clothes racks... it looks like a huge blowout sale has just ended and nothing is left. I touch a few items, no belt, and a sales woman greets me. I tell her what I'm looking for and she tells me to go to the entrance of the store. As I walk back toward the front I catch myself in the mirror. I am wearing pants in black and pink! And I have a studded belt around my waist. I overhear a father telling his daughter that the front of the store is the 'segregated' part of the store. I think a lot about that as I walk. Later on I find a bed and rest there while reading a book. I know I should move on, but I am intentionally procrastinating. Hah!


I am temporary working in a highrise building. Someone says the fire alarm will soon sound and suggests we should leave now before the rush. I don't hesitate and so we all walk quietly but as fast as we can down the staircase to the bottom floor and the entrance. Outside it's raining cats and dogs. False alarm. Or fire drill. Back upstairs. Not much later another silent alarm goes off - someone lets us know that the alarm has gone and we need to leave now. I walk downstairs again, and now leave the building to stand outside for a few seconds in the rain before I return back inside. Lots of people are beginning to gather in the large entrance. I see my mother, she works on the first floor. She seems a little surprised to see me, but she might know that I work here (today). I am relieved to see her safe. I see my boss and walk over to chat and bullshit - just to impress him. I say meaningless things while trying to sound intelligent and acceptably funny considering the situation. My mom seems annoyed at that, she might think I am flirting with him.

A helicopter rescue will have to take place. I see a female soldier/helicopter pilot climbing up a ladder inside a narrow tower. Then I see people fall down past her from above. It is horrible but we know that noone can do anything right now - and so she must continue on, up to get to the helicopter so she can pilot it and complete the mission. I look down the levels below me - and it is so horrible to think of the person who just fell past me. Moments later news reaches me that someone literally loses his face while falling, but that he is still alive. His face got scratched so badly when he fell that most of it is now gone... I cannot see him, because there are so many levels below me. I look back up. People can be so calm.