Like sands through the hour glass, so are the dreams of our nights.
Going to the Moon and Mars I was at my Grandmothers. I was getting ready to go to Mars, and I was going to meet a friend. My friend, MJ, got in a lunar lander and took off before I was able to tell him I was going to Mars, so he started going to the moon. I tried to program a message system to advise him. I got a piece of clay and started scratching Send and Cancel buttons. That wasn't working so I gave up. I just wouldn't meet my friend on Mars. The night prior I had watched a special on a mission to send a lander to Mars. Copping with Victoria Principal I was looking right at Victoria Principal. I was telling her how beautiful she was. I touched the side of her breast, then saw 4 people nearby talking, so I quit. ~ I had another dream where I was about to run my fingers through a girls short, blond hair. It didn't happen though.