[Dream Journal]
Last night I dreamt of taking a plane from Sacramento to New York.  For the weekend.  Of being in school so I needed to take books with me.  Of seeing Forest Doyle in a Chinese restraunt there and talking about townies versus trail people.  And how his father was also a townie -- because there are us versus them and trail people are the us while Warren sets himself up as an alie or foreigner to that group.  We ate.  At first I didn't think I had ordered, but had brought my own take out from somewhere else.  Then I thought  I had eaten Forest's dish (A deep fried shrimp.)  Then I realized I had a mexican omlette and an enchilada type thing and offered him some of that to make up for eating the shrimp.  He had a dish of fortune cookies in some sort of salty sauce.  Midway between a desert and a dish.

I dreamt of staying in a hotel with some boy.  There were three girls there as well.  He went out to party.  I wanted to stay in.  I contemplated reading the book I was supposed to have done for class.  The girls came by and wanted to know what  Iliked to drink.  They were going to buy some beer and come back to the hotel to drink it.  I flashed on Guiness but decided I wouldn't want to drink a lot of that.  I said I'd go with them.

The seashore.  An older woman and a young girl cradling a yound woman in their arms.  A sea woman... Not a mer woman with a fin, but a mer woman with a fihsy face (bulging cheeks and eyes.)  They wanted me to help put her into the water.  The sea had a carpet like thing on the bottom and they wanted me to hold to merwoman down and spread her out (so she'd be thinner?) while the older woman laid the carpet over her to keep her down.  We did this.  And then the mer woman came to life.  And went to the shore to thank some man... Who?  An as I was walking away a dog in a pen (actually a werewolf) began to thank the man as well.  At first the man didn't believe the "dog" was talking to him....

Walking down the road between Porter and the Music Center with the girls.  Going to get beer.  A car is coming.  I feel the urge to fly and I make a prodigous jump from the Music Center Parking lot onto the hillside by Porter.  I glimpse bonfires.  There is a car making it's way up the road.  I jump onto a footbridge that crosses the road (where the old busstop used to be.)  It's little more than a cement gutter.  I position myself in the dark to look as though I am about to jump down into the road.  (semi-couched) The car slows.  When it is just about under me I lie down on the gutter so they can't see me.  The car stops underneath.  It looks as though I've jumped.  But I'm nowhere to be found.  Looking down I see someone get out of the car.  The car behind stops as well and someone gets out of that.  I decide I need to get out of there before someone sees me.  I have to move slower to get myself turned around and upright again but then I am able to walk off the footbridge.  The girls come up and shout for me.  One asks "Why do you keep disappearing?"

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