January 29
*I’m walking down a path – it is a lush garden area. Ahead I see something move on the path, I’m walking with family. The movement is a toad – it is red, with red eyes… the body is 3 feet long, 1.5 feet wide. I know the name of it, it is native to the area we are walking in… giant *something* toad. I stop our party from walking down the path… it is blocking the entire path and although I know it is harmless, I’d rather let it move off the path in another direction rather than us try and scoot around it.
January 28
*I’m riding on a train, I seem to be observing what is happening at first, like watching a movie. There are three people on this train, they are… stealing something or have hijacked it… they are trying to travel unnoticed down the tracks because they are running this train off of the normal schedule. They are hiding from someone. It seems like train travel exists instead of any cars or roads, there are tracks everywhere like regular roads. We are on a lower track and traveling along, and we hear a sound above us. The guy in charge looks to his partner, who is holding something reflective out the window. He confirms there are wheels turning on the tracks above ours, indicating there is another train (a commuter train?) running above them, and chances are good they’ll notice us. We speed up, but the train above us keeps pace. The guy in charge suggests we stop the train entirely, let the larger train get ahead of us on the tracks above, then we can continue unnoticed on our journey. Our train halts, and we hear the rumblings on the track above ours as that train speeds past. It is a much longer train, sleeker than the one we are on. I lean out the window, there is a curve in the tracks and I see the train above ours come around the corner… it is slowing and then coming to a stop.
“We’ve been made,” I say (now I’m in the train instead of just watching) I grab a notebook and pink?purple? folder and hand it to a young girl… around 11 years old. I make a call for someone to come pick the girl up. The leader of our group comes up the length of the train car and I explain that I’m sending his younger sister off the train to someplace safe, this trip is going to get dangerous. He agrees with my decision. Our train is moving again, I look out the window and can see the tracks for the larger train are running closer to ours now… someone from the other train jumps onto ours about 3 cars back from where we are at. I holler to our leader and have him tell security, one of the hunters has boarded our train. The tracks run exactly parallel now, I can see into the windows of the other train as it keeps pace with ours. I hear the sounds of fighting in the background.
January 27
*I am talking to TS, we are in the woods somewhere… just next to a house that I’m staying in/living in. The forest is thick, but there has been a fire. I’m worried about his safety, but he explains how he is perfectly safe. He stands in the embers and shows how he can put his hand in the fire when it is flamed up, but does not get burned. He can also control the fire… lowering the blaze down to smoldering wood.
*I’m working for a company trying to demo some item… I can’t recall the specific item, but the demo involves a yoga class (might be a demo of choreography or of equipment used) I am racing around trying to prep everything… the client is already on his way in and I’m not quite ready yet. I try to find a bathroom where I can prepare, but it seems like the doors are locked for all the restrooms in the building. I run out of time, so I go back to the demo room and I am changing into my yoga clothes in the middle of the room, I don’t care if people see me changing. I strip down and begin to get dressed… I have my top on, but my yoga shorts are nowhere to be found. I think I left them in another room in the building… (I seem to be in a school type building, the layout is similar to my grade school) I put my skirt back on and run down the halls. There is a classmate of mine in the hallway who seems to be upset – crying – he has received bad news or has been in an argument with his wife. He wants to be left alone, so I go past him and try to get into the classroom where my bag of clothes is located. The demo has already started and I know I need to get back to the room and somehow get into the demo without making a scene.
January 26
*I’m in a public building – school or business office of some kind – looking for a bathroom. There are several to pick from in this building, but they all seem to have something major wrong with them. One has very strong fumes, when I walk in there is a team of people investigating something… there are small, clear drinking cups with lids sitting all over the bathroom – on shelves, on the backs of toilet tanks, on counter tops… people sell some kind of basic household product to someone (Chlorox or something) and he takes it and mixes it with some other substance, turning it into a drug of some kind for the homeless… the cups have clear liquid in them, but cast colored hues when light passes through them. The bathroom here is dimly lit, this has been used as a manufacturing/distribution for the stuff. The bathroom smells horrible, the investigators are all wearing masks. I leave the bathroom and walk around the corner to the door for the men’s room… at this point I don’t care if it’s occupied. Turns out the men’s room is rather empty, and extremely clean and well lit. I’m pissed that the building has put so much effort into the men’s room but none into the women’s… so I storm out of the bathroom and announce to everyone I work with that the men’s room is perfectly safe and clean to use.
*I’m sitting in the lower level of a boat. At first we are docked, or on the shore, talking to a man who has a very large sail boat. His boat is beautiful… long and narrow, dark wood deck – very glossy – he is retired and he and his wife sail around. He is very friendly, talking to us about the water and where he goes. I’m thinking about this conversation as I sit below deck… there is a small table here and some other family members are in the boat as well. There is a small window at the front of the boat, and I look out and see the water level is almost up to our deck. “Isn’t the boat sitting a little low in the water?” I ask, and I feel my chest tighten up… I’m having a panic attack, I see the water lapping up over the window, I know it is lapping up over the deck… we need to get the boat moving, get it out of the water as much as possible. I can’t breathe in here, I need to get out, above deck, I’m afraid we’re going to drown. I’m thinking about some footage I’ve watched about boats in various water conditions, and I’m thinking about how this boat shouldn’t be out in this kind of water, it’s too choppy.
January 25
*I’m sitting on a screened in porch with S and S’s parents… the sky is blue and somewhat overcast, the sky behind me looks almost black. There is a flash of lightening, a rumble of thunder, and then rain comes pouring down. We are with someone else too… either a friend or cousin of S’s… he knows her but I don’t know her all that well. We aren’t getting drenched, but the rain is starting to come down heavier just as I ask S’s friend “Have you ever seen rain start so suddenly like this?” Another bolt of lightening, and I see smoke. I jump up, grabbing a robe from the back of my chair I am forcing my arms through the arms of the robe while trying to say “the neighbor’s house is on fire!” I end up saying something like “the house… neighbor’s… smoke…” I’m trying to run to the phone, I don’t have time to stop and explain why. I name the neighbors across the street from my parent’s, though I don’t think I’m actualy in their house. I run to the kitchen, it looks like the electrical storm affected the power cords, I see faint smoke rising from the answering machine. S’s mom tells me to call 911, so I grab the cordless phone and try to see if I can get it to work. An operator picks up and I yell that the neighbor’s house is on fire, she explains that they know, they’ve already sent a team in to investigate. I run to the living room and look out the front window and see lines and lines of people – easily 200, and more people are coming… they lin up in front of the house I’m in and shoot giant (3 feet in diameter, 6 or 7 feet long) suction cup type things across the street, a series of them sticks to the house, with thick wire running back to the people on the porch. It’s some kind of sonar device they are checking to see if there are any people in the houses before they send firemen in.
We are trying to gather everyone from the house in one spot, someone keeps opening the front screen door and my dogs are outside. I yell the little one’s name – I’m surprised to see it, but it needs to get inside the house so she doesn’t get trampled in the crowd… she comes in and then the larger dog runs in as well… there are other dogs around, dogs that belonged to people I’ve known over the years, they are running in and out of the front door every time someone opens the screen.
