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Category: March 2003

I bought two tickets for a small plane to Ziore. I don't know where Ziore is... I think I made it up. It's out of this country, though. I think the other ticket was for my friend Eric Steffensen (aka the tarotkid). We had to answer some questions before we could go, but I don't remember the questions. We got on the plane, and it was laid out like a hotel lobby with places to lounge and also tables to sit and eat or whatever.

This is one of those dreams that keeps starting over.

I got tickets again. I got on the plane. We were taking off, but we weren't at an airport. We had to take off from the streets. I think we were in some strange version of San Marcos, Texas. We were gaining speed and turning corners. We were on the part of the street where we were going to take off, but some kids on big wheels were on the street. We could still take off until the last second when a little girl on a pink tricycle turned in front of us. So we turned down another street to circle back.

Back at the airport, I needed to hurry to buy tickets to make the plane that was leaving at 2:00. But I didn't make it.

There was another part of the dream where I went to Eric's apartment. There was tension between us. I don't know why I was there. It wasn't to visit Eric. It was kinda like maybe I needed a place to hang out for a little while. I went in the bathroom to brush my hair.

I guess the dream changed completely because I was at my desk and my manager called to see about one of the projects I'm working on. I'm editing a user guide and the screens on the application it describes to make everything consistent. I told her I was going through it a third time. I said that's how I work... I have to go through things several times because I miss things otherwise.

I also remember shaving my legs. I was shaving them dry, and that's never a good thing. So I decided to put lotion on my leg even though I knew that was going to gum up my razor.

I was at a restaurant with a female friend. I was sitting across from her talking. The lighting changed somehow, and I could hardly see her, so we moved the table around. Later, I realized I had dozed off at the table. I looked up, and it was 1:30 in the morning.

My female friend was dead. I zipped her in a body bag and somehow I was hiding behind a wine glass. Then I turned out the lights and sat in the chair at the table and hoped no one saw me.

There were investigators there the next day. I didn't know what happened, and I was trying to keep a low profile. I realized that when I woke up at the table the night before, we weren't at the table we were at before. That table still had the drinks on it as if we had just stepped away.

I knocked a little frame off a shelf at the restaurant and broke it. There wasn't a picture in the frame. It was oddly shaped... like 3 times as wide as it was tall. And it was only about 3 inches tall. It was ceramic, but I can't remember what was on the frame. Flowers or teddy bears... something like that. I was trying to keep the owner from seeing that I broke it, but she came over. She was disappointed. I wanted to replace it, but I noticed it was numbered. 1 of 50. It was irreplaceable. I was thinking about looking on Ebay, though.

I went outside and a waiter followed me. He was my boyfriend. I was trying to talk to him about my dead friend and what had happened, but then the investigators came out.

I was going to my car, but it had snowed and melted again. For some reason, that made the dirt get way up on the cars. I was going to have to dig it out. I noticed that the car next to mine had parked too close and was actually crunched into the side of my car. I was mad. I think it was this lady's car who I used to work with... deborah powers.

At home, I got up in the morning. I was looking in the mirror and singing. It looked like one of my upper front teeth were missing. But it was cracked and bent back. I bent it forward into its normal position and started looking for my dental insurance information. I was upset because I was going to have to take off work. I was thinking maybe my tooth got cracked at the restaurant when I was out of it. Like when my friend was being murdered.

There was also something about flying to the Northeast, but I think that was a different dream I had before this one. I remember being at the airport, but that's about it.

I was at someone's house. I looked in a closet or pantry and found some skin cleanser/exfoliant that I used to use, but had completely forgotten about. It was bright orange and smelled really good. This stash belonged to Isabel from Roswell. I guess I was at her house. I had to go to the bathroom. The bathroom had the washer and dryer in it. We were washing a blanket and the soap we used made the water bright yellow. I closed the door to go to the bathroom. I noticed that the shower was running and that it sprayed right down on the toilet. I decided to use the bathroom anyway. After a minute, though, I got tired of the water spraying on me, so I called out to someone to shut it off. Maria from Roswell came in. She was concerned that she would turn the wrong knob and make the hot water spray on me.

I noticed that the water was getting into the toilet, and the water level was rising. I noticed there was a lot of ice in the toilet, too. So I flushed it.

There was some other stuff about a man being guilty of something. He would trick people somehow. I can see him, but I can't remember what the scam was. It was a surprise that he was in on the scam, though.

I was outside with a couple of friends at night. I looked up and saw something shooting around the moon fast. I told my friends to look, but of course, it was gone by the time they did. But then it showed up again. Very quickly it fell to the Earth. It bounced right in front of me. Not at a speed like it had just come from the moon, but like someone tossed it up in the air. It was a silvery gray sphere about 6 inches in diameter. It bounced up and hit me on the chest and fell back to the ground. I was afraid it had radiation or something, but I felt okay. Then the dream changed, and I went to a friend's house. It was actually the same place I was when I saw the sphere come to earth. I went in the backyard with Lily so she could potty. I looked up and saw lots of stars. Some were moving. Like they were chasing each other. I thought it had to do with either the war or aliens.

I went back inside and I noticed Lily had something in her mouth. It was something like spinach dip (spinach and white cheese) wrapped in almost dried leaves. I grabbed it and pulled most of it out of her mouth and threw it back in the yard. Then I went inside to wash it off my hands.

I had to throw something away, so I went over to the trash bags. I had some clothes in my arms, so I tucked them between my knees. It was hard to get to the trash bags because I had to step over some things and reach. When I finished, I realized I didn't have any pants or underwear on.

I could see my friends in the living room, so I wanted to put my pants on real quick. I had my jeans, but not my underwear. When I pulled my jeans on, they were way too big.

My friend Michael came into the kitchen and was going outside. I told him to look how big my jeans were, but he didn't pay attention. I followed him outside. I looked up at the sky again and saw a lot more points of light moving. I told him to look, too.