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Category: July 2004

I woke up and noticed wet spots on the floor behind the bed and in other spots. I heard Lily licking. I found her and the bones along her muzzle were exposed. She didn't have a nose. There was just a bone sticking forward and her tongue was coming out from under that bone. The wet spots were drool.

I called the vet's office and identified myself as Kim Novak and told them I needed to bring Lily in. The lady accused me of making a prank call. She didn't believe me because of my name. I told her it was a real call, but she hung up on me. I think she hung up on me a few times. I finally made an appointment.

Later in the dream's day, I realized I had forgotten what time the appointment was, and I was very worried I'd already missed it. I was feeling awful.. like I wasn't taking care of my dog like I should.

I was taking Lily for a walk. I noticed a lake off to the right, and realized we were walking farther than we usually do. I think it was Clear Lake in Houston. Then we came to a stream crossing our path. At first, I told her I wasn't wearing the right shoes to walk through it. I was wearing flip flops. But then I told her okay.

We stepped into the stream, and she took a left turn to stay in the stream. We walked in between some trees. I noticed a fish hovering above the water like it was swimming in air. I noticed another long fish hoving above the water. It had a big mouth. Lily walked near it, and it started to open it's mouth to bite her. I pulled her leash and pulled her away from the fish.

When we got home (it was my childhood home), I saw my mom through the window holding a small alligator. I was thinking I needed to be careful because it would probably try to bite Lily, too.

Inside, I realized I had missed a bunch of classes and forgot what my schedule was. A class was just letting out, and a girl said since I and another guy did the presentation last time, could she do the next one.

I was at my desk at work and a lady was going to show a group of us how to use some new software. She was going to have me run the PC while she talked. I had to go to the bathroom, so I told her to wait just a minute because I should go before we got started.

I went to a bathroom, but it was full of people. I went to another bathroom, but some of the toilets didn't have stalls... they were just out in the open. The ones with stalls were full. The bathroom was all stainless steel and tile. The toilets were even stainless steel.

Then I was roaming the halls looking for a bathroom. I ended up in a dark part of the building. It reminded me of some buildings at the University of Texas. I found a handicapped bathroom, so I went in and locked the door behind me. Then some young boys opened the door. The lock didn't work. I was yelling at them to leave me alone, but they kept opening the door.

When I was finished, I was trying to find my way back to work. I had roamed so far that I was in another part of downtown. It was dark outside, too. I walked through a restaurant. Then I was walking along the streets toward my work.

I only remember one part of the dream I had last night. I wasn't in the dream... just watching what was going on. There was a meeting and someone knocked on the door. He needed to talk to Bill Gates. He said if Mr. Gates didn't answer, he was going to come in.

I saw Bill Gates. He was thin, and had thick blond hair that was curled under framing his face. Then I realized this was a movie or TV show. The person playing Gates was a woman. I asked someone else to confirm that it was an actress playing Gates.

Then Gates started stripping off his/her jacket and shirt. He/she had an black evening dress on underneath with some rhinestones sewn on.

I was staying at some community where lots of other people were. Sometimes it was like a mall. Sometimes like cottages with spaces of land. There was a crazy guy living among us. I can't remember if he was killing people or just hurting them. I was trying to avoid him.

Some guys were trying to take a jeep full of stuff somewhere. They drove by me, and then I was helping one of the guys float it down a river that was in the mall place. I said maybe we should tie balloons to it to help it float. But it was floating okay, just underneath the surface. I was swimming and guiding it. There was a corner on the river. There was a 90 degree angled wall where the turn was and I couldn't see around the corner, but I heard a waterfall. So I steered the floating jeep thing over to a nook in the wall. The guy swam around the corner and told me it was nothing. At this point, he was George Clooney. So I swam around there, and then I could stand up. It was kinda dark, and he jumped over the falls without really looking. He ended up landing on a bunch of rocks and breaking lots of bones.

By this time the jeep turned into something I could carry. There was a long ramp on the side of the falls, so I walked down it carrying the stuff. I walked over to where the guy was laying. He was laying on his back and conscious, but hurt pretty bad.

Then there was a flash forward and I was wearing a dress standing next to a railroad track. There were poles next to the track. There was also another girl in a dress. When the train went by, we had to grab a pole and lean way back to keep from getting hit with a guy's hair. Turns out it was the guy who landed on the rocks. This was the way of flashing forward to show he survived. He had thick, long, curly hair. He wasn't George Clooney at this point.

Then I was at the community place again. I was washing some dishes, but I realized it was close to 1:30 p.m., and I had to go catch a plane back home to Austin. My flight was leaving at 1:30. I grabbed my backpack and stuff and went to the hallway in the mall that was the airport terminal. I couldn't find my ticket in my pocket. I only found old tickets. I looked in my backpack, and it was there in the blue passport type folder. I started walking to the gate, and realized I didn't have my ticket in hand. I looked back, and it was on the floor at a couple of people's feet, so I went to get it.

I got to the gate, and the lady was looking at my ticket. My brother and sister-in-law had come to see me off. At that point, I knew I was in Dallas and they had driven up from Houston to see me at the airport. The lady at the gate was looking confused, so I looked at my ticket. My flight left at 9:30 that morning.

I asked if there was another flight to Houston (hmmm... I was going to Austin). She said something cryptic, but optimistic, like maybe there was a secret flight. My brother or sister-in-law said there were no more flights that night. I was thinking I could sit and read my book until the next flight, but then I thought they might want to wait with me, so we'd do something. At that point, it was 11:00 p.m. instead of 1:30, and I figured there would be no more flights.