Turquoise Dreams

11.11.14

Last night bed 12:30am - 9am

1. This could have been a DILD, but not sure, maybe not.

It's at night and I'm in old Rome. I'm telling myself it's just movie props, but I have a feeling it's a real deal. There are old churches, already very old and almost in ruins. Lots of tumbs, graves, sandstone buldings with walls half fallen down, burned out and never rebuilt.

It's a place of my nightmares, but somehow I'm not scared. But I know flying would be safer than walking, so I try to fly up. I can just a little bit. So I do what I sometimes do. I grab on a branch of a tree, pull myself higher, then hop on taller tree and keep pulling myself higher till I can jump off and glide or kinda fly to next object, like a roof.

At some point I'm trying to fly differently. I remember not to try to fly, but rather imagine myself "going" or being at a desired location, so dream does the flying for me.

I also remember to fly up at 45 degree angle to get to next dimention.

So I'm kinda tree-and-roof-hopping from place to place. I land outside of a very large and imposing church. The front courtyard and some walls near are collapsed, burned out. I don't really look at it coz it's scary as hell, if I was to go in there. So I keep flying-walking to tumbs and graves and stuff.

Sometimes I see people that are walking slowly, without emotions. They all look like ghosts from movie 13th. ghost I watched just before bed.


2.
I just arrived to India. I'm suppose to babysit there. So I'm talking to mom and I'm impressing here. There is more going on here, we are walking around, talking. I compliment her place, having such a good location in middle of the town. Then I talk to her and she sounds like a grownup. She offers me Bud and something else. I realize I'm thirsty and I ask for a Bud, after I figure that I'll be still able to talk inteligently with them, coz Bud has no grades.


3. We are watching the ocean. It's so beautiful and sparkly from the sun being at just the righ angle. Sudenly there is something happening. Some 4-5 large indents form on the water. They keep changing, It's a beautiful and misterious sight. I'm devastated that I don't ahve my camera with me. Then I say, "oh wow, I really hope it's not a commercial". And sure, suddenly there are cars on the water and it's a car commercial. I'm so mad and disappointed.

10.18.14

Last night, bed 11:20pm - 4:40 am

DR1

I need a business suit for some occasion. I hate doing that IWL. I'm in a store and OpheliaBlue is there, on my left as well. I see business attire hanging. It's dark grey, with some white in it, almost like salt and pepper, but lot more gray. It's knitted top that's more like a sweater than a jacket, and a short skirt with folds. I like it right away, pick it up and hold it against me and I'm asking Ophelia if it would be ok, and the salesperson, if size would be ok.

DR2

Traveling on a bus on a country road. We are in Nepal. Road is winding, and as we go up the hill, I see typical Nepal houses and typical Nepal beds. If you didn't know, typical Nepal beds are on the roof, and they are as big as a roof itself. Made out of very dark wood, almost black. I scamble for a camera but by the time I aim it, there is only a small portion of a house visible, most of the view is sunset over the ocean on the left, and house on the right.

9.14.14

Last night bed 11pm - 4:40am

Me and 2 other girls have chacked into a hotel in a vacation place. I look through the ground floor large windows, sliding door, and I see the ocean peaking above some low trees. I want to go outside to check it out, but they are saying it's further and it's dark and blah-blah. I know beach is the first place I want to check out at every place I visit, but I listen to them.

It's morning, I open the courtain, and almost fall on my ass. We are 30 feet from the edge of the ocean, pratically on the sandy beach.

We are looking at some huge waves breaking in the distance. But the water hitting the beach is calm. Water is clear, greenish, like in Hawaii. Nice rocks, very nice detailed beach.

Now we are walking towards the water, because I say we need to get in it. We were on our way to the town in the morning, but when we saw we are right on the water, I insisted on going there first.

So we drop our pants, I'm left in underwear and t-shirt. I know it's not gonna be pretty, but I honestly don't care, as long as I get to go in the water.

We are watching the huge waves again. Here I notice a peculiar thing. The waves breaking are huge, but the water right next to us, is not moving at all. Not like it's calm, but like a dream glitches, and those frames were frozen. Every few seconds some water washes over the calm part, or it ripples a bit, but it's almost as if it was frozen in time. I point it out to others and I don't know what to think of it.

There was more to this dream, and maybe another one, but can't recall atm.

8/28/14

Last night bed 1 am - 7am

Had a long dream. Last part:

I'm in Australia, outside of an airport. Some smaller, regional. I'm walking on the tarmac. There is a runway on my left and a small airplane is taxiing. I think it's going to come on my left, but it turns and aims at the runway just ahead of me.

I want to start running just for the joy of running (wtf?), but I think airport security's car is already headed for me. But I start to run anyway. Skies are beautiful Sun has set, clouds are dark blue, almost black and some very deep redish blackish, but it's still a bit bright between them.

We are housed in some individual cottages with a group of people I know. We gather outside and walk towards the dining hall. Looks like a school mess hall. We stand in line for dinner. Somehow I'm like the 5th person from the end and. My vaforite teacher is the last one and I feel that's not right. So I take my tray and move to the last place after her. She protests but I'm having none of it. She is not going to be the last one, I am.

I'm eating from a white plate. So kind of a very finely ground substance, almost like groung coffee in some liquid. Doesn't taste bad. As I'm finishing, I see hair on bottom of the plate. I eat around it coz don't want to be rude. I wonder if it's mine or someone elses. I look at another person's plate and I see he has a piece of hair there too.

I have a smaller tray with dark blue/green napkin and utensils on it and it sits on my larger tray.

I'm on a rooftop fixing something. Somebody walks there looking for me. It's getting dark, so I talk to that person so he can find me following my voice. Then I remember I have a pen flashlight and I aim it at him so he can see the light.

He finally walk up to me closer and we discuss some aparatus on the roof that's connected to cables that he or both of use put there.

Tuesday 8/12/4

Last night bed at 11:15pm - 5:45 am

Alarm woke me up right when my brother was explaining to me how he broke my phone...

We are sitting on a bus, still parked outside of our place. Portugese police came to arrest us. Me, my brother, mom and dad, and I think others. It's not a police for criminals, but more like political police, for opposition and stuff.

We are in large upstairs room, when we hear an explosion. Someone grabbs binoculars to look at the perimeter of the city. Some soldiers were there protecting the town from rebels, or vice versa. We are wondering if this is a sign that they are coming for us. A military jeep full of people drives by quickly and we think they will pass us, but they stop and then few more military vehicles stop in front of us and they turn sideways to block the road.

So we know they would be coming and when I hear many footsteps coming upstairs, I take off my black work uniform pants and start looking for my jeans I had on earlier. Many people walk in and they tell us we have to go with them. I ask if I can get dressed and feed the cats and stuff and they say yes. They are keeping an eye on us while they let us finish up. I can't find the jeans I had on recently, but find another pair.

I fill the food bowl with cat food and have my brother give them more water.

They are taking our computers and we are half-jokingly taking with them. Telling them what cables they will need for them, and how I'm not gonna remember the password for my old computer. We are joking with them, but I know it's serious, and the gonna make me remember the password one way or the other.

I'm still looking for more things to take with me, but they finally usher us outside. There are two buses. Outside of the one on the left are dozens of cardboard boxes with our things in them. I joke that next time we move, we should hire them, because they did it so fast.

We get on the bus on the right side. Bus is full of us and agents. We are still not going anywhere. Not sure what we waiting for. A huge moth flies in and starts fluttering on my brothers shirt. It's so big, we all think it's a small bird. I pick it up and marvel about it. I show it to the agents and I'm so upset that I don't have my camera. I ask them I could get it, but they are amuzed that I still don't get how much trouble I'm in and what they gonna do to me.

So I ask them to take my picture with this moth. I tell them a friend of mine found a 5 inch long caterpillar called Hook Worm and these moth are from it. (Ophelia talked about these and linked pic to it, she has them oh=n her tomatoes).

I ask two young agents for a pic, but they don't do it. I tell them I love takeing pictures in other countries on bus rides, but they are thinking "well, you not exactly on a tour bus, are you".

A woman agent gets on and starts checking me with handheld metal detector. My teeth beep slightly and I tell her I have screws there, so they don't try and find out what it is : (. I have a feeling they will maybe anyway, but now they don't worry about it too much.

I tell them I have a friend in Portugal on the forum, but I don't remember his name. And also in Spain, but don't remember name as well.

My brother hands me my red phone and I ask him why is the back part of the case peeling off and he starts explaining whey alarm wakes me up.

7/27/14

Last night bed 11-4:40am

DR1

I'm outside of my childhood house. Someone has a bird in a cage, and he is carrying it with him out of my view. When he comes back to the other cage, the door is opened and bird - parrot flew out. I did see that happen, but I thought it's suppose to be that way.

He is looking for the parrot, stretching his arm out, so the bird comes to him. Someone else is trying to help, but I'm affraid he is just gonna scare him away. (re-reading this, I realize it's the same feeling I have right now about a WL friend. Within reach, yet so far away.)

Bird flew up to the sky and we look up. There is a huge hawk after him and we are worried. Then we see that 2-3 other birds are there too and the hawk is after them now.

The hawk tries to grab one of the other birds with his wings, but as he puts his wings together as you would hands, the other bird slipps through the long "finger feathers". This happens one more time. This bird is so beautiful. Creamy white, with some redish/brownish color on shoulders.

After he escapes, he lands just feet from me and walks into a crack between some items on the sidewalk. I go there and look inside the wide crack. He looks back at me and I tell him not to be scared. He looks like a 45 cm tall owl, but I know it's also a boy. I think he has Jack's eyes.

We take him inside. He understands what I'm telling him. We walk around and everytime we come to more bright place, he squints, because it hurts his eyes. I think I carry him in my arms to comfort him.

It's weird, because it's a bird and I don't want to scare him away, but he is also a human in bird form.

DR2
This was the last dream of the night, but I don't remember as many details as the owl one.

I'm on a train with my mom and some other people. At some point I'm looking out the window and see a surfer on a humongous wave. Then I see either a shark or a black whale jump out in a wave. I yell at everybody else to look out. Now we see all kinds of seals and sharks and whales jumping out of water, as if also surfing the waves. (Looks just like the Shark week commercial I saw yesterday).

I ran to the other wagon where we left 2 bags for some reason, to my surprise. I have a bad feeling and when I reach to moms bag for a camera, bag is opened and camera is stolen.

Back in the other wagon, someone is saying not to be sorry for that crappy camera, but I tell them it's brand new Olympus.

7/23/14

Today is second day of my WILD attempt - unsuccessful. Day off on monday and today - wednesday.

Last night, bed after midnight - 7:54am. Nap 10am - 1pm. Then second nap later.

FIRST nap dreams:

1.

I'm in Jamaica. We came just for a day. Arrived in the afternoon, then back next evening. As I'm walking outside on the evening of first day, I'm realizing that I don't have enough time to see everything. So I decide to walk to the town ro a beer.

I'm walking on this very rocky and winding path, among some piles or rocks. I sit down to the side to rest, but path is so narrow, I have to constantly move to let people pass.

Ophelia comes along and she asks me why is my ring on left ring finger. I tell her I keep switching with the right hand, when it feels like it should be on the other one. "Like you know, when you sleeping on one side and then you feel you need to turn to the other side, like that". She says "no, i don't know". I wanna talk some more, but she is walking away, turning back to me just to say a few time 'online, online".

I arrive to the town. It's quite modern. Highrise buildings in the center, and older ones around it. There is a tour through the town. It's a rickshaw for maybe 6 people, pulled by a guy on the bike. I watch them for a while, and decide I can walk the tour by myself.

I enter some permanent street fair. There are grilled vegetables and sausages hanging in restarant's windows. I'm sorry that I already ate. I really wanted to sample local cuisine and I don't understand how come I forgot about it.

I walk around looking for a postcard shop to get some nice postcards. A guy is buying a Kit-kat from a next stall, and they also have some coconut-rum chocolate balls that I'm going to buy later, if I don't find something more authentic.

I return back to the motel. Someone said there is a ghost someplace, and it may be exaclty in the building I'm at. Someone walks inside the larger room, where all the beds are. Like a communal sleeping room. The windows and doors close, and this someone starts a seanse. I feel like she is in a hurry to do that, before we have time to protest. She is summoning the ghost and saying that whoever touched the counter with the dead dog, he is someone affected.

2.
Something bad happened. There are some bad guys around us. I think they killed everybody. So me and another person lay down and pretend to be asleep. Suddenly the bad guy checks on me if I'm really asleep/dead, and he figures I'm not. I look at him and he is about to give me a shot. I knock it out of his hand and tell him it's not necessary, I'll cooperate. Then he gives me 2 jelly pills. Red one and green one. I throw them away telling him I'm not taking those either.

He has a station wagon, like in the old west. That somehow turns into a train with open top wagons. There is bunch of us in it. We are already escaping, or are going to escape, when we reach top of the hill. From there we ahve to go backwards on the tracks and train picks up some good spee. Train looks more like the wagons in the mines in Indiana Jones movies.

3.
Some awesome sex. Not sure with whom, but I have a feeling it was a dood.

5/23/14

Last night, bed before 10pm - 4:45am

Was waking up like every hour, felt like I had enough sleep. Then fell asleep after 3 am and had hell of a time waking up to the alarm.

At first I though there were no dreams, but now I remember more and more

DR

I'm traveling on a bus with group of people. Now, we are in Turkey. Someone says Bulgaria, but I look at a store sign, and from abc it's clear, it's Turkey.

In a house with others, going through it through some trap doors, hidden rooms, twosted staircases, small openings...

5/18/14

Last night bed 9:45 - 4:50 I fell asleep quite easily, it wasn't as hot as last few days.


DR1:
going to the other side have to swim over narrow ocean-river, which is beautiful tropical ocean blue in low tide, but turns into fast current at high tide. So we are going to a news stand to buy a tide-calendar. Friend of mine buys one for dollar. We open it and it's crap. It says all month for the whole year, but the info on many of them is insufficient, as it says "october, november, there will be 2 tides". Some of the month are ok, with detailed times.

But I don't like it, so I find the person who scammed my friend by selling that to her and I demand my dollar back at no uncertain terms.

DR2:
I'm in Mexico with a friend. Restaurant-hopping. Or should I say food shack, street vendor hopping. We are ordering all kinds of food in this outdoor restaurant, while I insist on ordering authentic mexican for me, saying "when in mexico, eat mexican food, when back in US, eat tacos (from TacoBell).

There are some burritos with camarones (in dream this means shrimp) and I see then neatly curled up, nice an pink, in a burrito. We are already at 2-3 place and ordering some lemonade with our food. When I say "how about beer". So we order beer. I ask what they have, and they have Corona, and 2-3 other kinds. I know one other, but not rest of them. They bring us beer in rather small brown bottles and beer looks like it's dark. I'm glad, coz I love dark beer, but I would have prefered Corona at that moment. So anyway, they bring beer to my friend, but not to me. So I go looking for it and see there is some under some mats and crap on the floor and also that there is a large dog sleeping in there. I find my beer on some nearby shelf.

DR3:
I'm in my childhood home. Looking out from my 1.floor bedroom at the ocean that is where my backyard used to be. It's so beautiful, bright blue, tropical ocean. But waves are gathering, in some places is still tropical blue, but waves are turning into dark blue. They are hitting the house and I'm betting, that they will break into the apartment below us. They are reaching bottom of my balcony. I'm standing there with my dad, marveling at the beauty and complexity of the gathering waves. Now a reall big one is coming towards us and I yell at my brother to come and look.

Now I'm again in Mexico, but with a class. Teachers are managers from my work. I'm still walking around with my friend, visiting restaurants. But I figure we should go to the others. We are all in a huge room. I see that they are blowing up huuuuge inflatable escape boats. There is about 7 of them to fit us all. I see the inside with black, ergonomic chairs with high backs. i'm thinking how fancy, but I also know, they have to look like that for safety on rough sees.

So we are going to be evacuating, or just traveling on rough sees, that's why the boats. Groups of people get on, boat leaves, and they inflating another one for next group. There is only enough people left for 2 boats, and all the "managers" are still there. I'm wondering if I'm doing the right thing to be staying with "managers". We are suppose to go for a trip to Manaus and French Guinea. But I know, that that's on the other side of the world from where we are, so I say "It's got to be Macao, not Manaus"

5/17/14

Last night bed before 10, but couldnt fall asleep - 4:50am

I'm Italy, Liguria. One Italian tells me this, while I'm looking at postcards to buy. The cards are nothing special. Some rocky shore, some dry chaparall mountains. I'm asking something from a guy at a train station. He starts laughing and replies to me in Italian, something like he is Tony... and Italian and why do I think he knows what I'm asking or speaks the language. To my surprise I speak Italian a bit too, or maybe more like just some international words and we communicate a bit, laughing.

I'm at this train station at the end of the dream. It's the end of a trip for me and I'm meeting up with others to leave. There are 2 small, maybe 7-9 year old kids trailing me. We are some friends, or have some deeper connection. They don't want me to leave.

Even before that, I'm telling someone that while we were in Mexico? (Italy), there was a big earthquake, not like a 6 something, but 5 something.

Before that was something, about mountains or hills. It was a long dream, I woke up from it, said "great, a dream" and went back to bed. Have to by me that pen with light I saw on amazon for the gift money I still got there, so I can write them as they happen.

5/13/14

Last naight bed 12:30am - 8am

DR:
I'm in a Japanese dojo. It's quite large. There is a group of us. I recognize one person from my school. We are suppose to learn some new skills. Right now we are being taught swordfighting.

A sensei in long Japanese garb of dark color is swinging with a very long and curved sword. As he swings, he makes sounds and yells out words in Japanese. (we were talking with mismagius last night about our dreams of Japan).

I'm kinda embarrased to be yelling "hayyyyaaaa" and stuff like that, so I'm kinda not wanting to do it.

When the class is over, I understand that I can't advance, unless I learn the Katana. So I look up some books that I know sensei was learning from, or recommended. I find 2 books. One is called "Marble [art, fighting, or something similar]. I'm flipping pages and there is so many of these yells in japanese, that you have to yell out at specific sword moves. I'm like, wow, this is like a whole script, how am I suppose to learn this, all in Japanese.

Had tons of other dreams, seems like dreaming all night.

1.30.14

Last night, bed at midnight - 8am

Had lots of dreams. Remember only this one.

DR: I'm standing by some huts. Looking at a guy kneeling, holding an RPG on his shoulder. The front part of the weapon stayes aimed at the target, even as the back part moves when guy moves adjusting his position.

Based of the huts and color of the soil, I believe we are in rural Africa.

Hi fires, and now I have a first person view. My vision zooms in to the point of the impact. I clearly see the rocket approaching a house on the edge of the village, hidden from view in foliage.

The rocket hits the ground just feet from the first house. Soil there is black and coarse. Other places is orange-reddish. As it impacts, I clearly see the shockwave circle spreading. It doesn't explode and I say "It's a dud". Then fire shoots from the top of the rocker into the air. I think that's harmless and not how it's suppose to work.

12.26.13

Last night bed 1:08 - 7:46

I'm in a south american country, maybe peru. I'm on a dusty hill with just a few shrubs. On the bottom are few houses, leaning onto the steep slope. One seems like a small local restaurant. (that day watched episode of Bizarre foods, where they were joking about eating half digested small fish from larger fishe's stomach) There is a throw up on the ground and I'm pulling a garden hose closer to hose it off.

I'm standing up high on the retaining wall and chasing dirty water into the canal grates. Somebody is picking through it, and I have a feeling that's the host from Bizarre foods. We are about to leave, so this is a last thing before I leave. But first I have to shut down the water. So I walk on the hill slope to the nearby baseball field (watched episode of Modern Family that night, in which Carol built a baseball field out of the dusty, only few shrubs vacant lot).

I get down to the dugout to look for pipes to shut the water off. I find someone else to help me figure out the correct wheel to turn.

Now we are on a local bus, either ready to leave, or already on the road. But we are stopped now and gunman with kalashnikov's are boarding. I have a feeling now that we are still in Peru, but also in Afrika, because of the looks of the gunman.

Just before they boarded, someone on the adjacent seat is showing someone his machine gun. I recognize it immediately. It's Berrett M60 and I say so, as I admire it. I pick it up and and check it out. I notice, that my hands are unsteady because of it's weight and I realize I would need to use a bipod to shoot it effectively. http://www.allmilitaryweapons.com/20...ult-rifle.html

Someone else has another assault rifle. When these gunman are about to board, I switch seats and sit down next to the guy with assault rifle. It's wraped in a t-shirt and I'm urging him to pull it out and shoot the gunman. But he is scared.

I return to my seat. As the gunman walk through the front door of the bus, I sense danger. These are types of people, that will smack you in your face with a rifle butt without any reason. So I raise my hands and lock them behind my head. I bow my head down slightly to show them I'm no threat to them, and to avoid direct eye contact. I'm not scared, I know I will be ok.

They walk past me and I watch them in a rear view mirror pull a young african girl out of her seat. I know exactly why and I wonder if same will happen to me. One of the gunman stands behind me and starts to feel me up, if I'm worth taking.

Then I see the guy with a machine gun running away from the bus, down the dusty hill, to escape. I yell at him to wait for me.

Now I'm in some kind of a fox-hole with others. I'm looking at my assault rifle. It's very modern, all black composite materials. The barrel has deep ridges. It also has a short scope. I look through it and I can't see anything. So I look at the scope and it has a slot end cap. I like it, it means I can still see through it, but the sun reflection from the glass will not give away my position. But now it's all closed so I turn the small lever to open it. Just in time, because we are being overrun. I raise it up and start firing single shots. Every one of them hits the taget. Attackers are falling down left and right. Some of them outflank us and start lobbing granades. I pick them up and lob them back. No real sense of danger.

11.05.13

Last night bed around 1am. Want to wake up early, like yesterday, and WILD again, like yesterday.

DR1
I'm walking through a pedestrian bridge over Danube, on the Slovak/Hungarian border. This bridge is not there in WL. The railing is metal bars, and it looks like the walkway is metal too, with some gaps and holes, as if from lack of maintanace.

Lots of people walking on it. I see this very old a frail woman, holding onto the bars from the outside of the bridge, thrying to cross it that way. Old man is doing the same thing, right next to her. I sense, they are somehow different, than others on the bridge.

I ask her why, and she says "so when I lose grip, wind will blow me against the bridge and I won't fall". I grab both her wrists and pull her to the walkway, before she has a chance to fall or realize, what I'm doing. I'm surprised, how light she is. I start to explain to her in fluent Hungarian, that if she loses her grip ooutside of the walkway, where is she gonna fall? She says "water". And I ask: "and if you lose your grip while on the walkway? Where will you fall then?" She says "to the walkway". I'm happy that she gets it and she is no longer in danger. I'm also surprised a bit, how long of time did I spend on talking to her and explaining to her in a way, so she would understand.

DR2
I'm on a sidewalk in my hometown. There is something about a broken part on some machine. So I go the another machine and take some part from it and try to make it fit to make repairs. I think I succeed.

Wednesday, 9/18/13

Last night, bed 11:30 - 9:15

DR 1
I'm in NY. Staying at a hotel. I'm walking the quiet streets with older houses in residential area. Looks like it's starting to snow. I walk into the alley, or some passageway between buildings. There is a door to something I think may be a church. But it doesn't look like it. In front of it is a small fountain like structure. not much water, only some smooth rocks on the bottom. I see some coins there and more I look more coins I see. I figure people leave it there in hopes of having their wishes fulfilled by gods.

Now I'm inside of a room, that could be a restaurant. People are feeding their dogs, by throwing them balls of ground meat. So I start throwing some dogs that are in the middle of the room some raw ground beef. When they don't eat it, I go and pick it up and I realize, some people were giving them cooked meat.

I see some dogs on the street when I open the glass door and I think about feeding them too.

DR 2
I'm on my balcony, in house I grew up. I'm backing away from the door, because 3 people invaded my house. One of them, he looks like actor from movie I watched yesterday (and I even acknowledget it while in a dream) just walked out to the balcony and is approaching me. I started screaming from top of my lungs. I trully felt like I'm screaming very loud. (no idea, how I didn't wake up neighbors, thank god, I was not saying it out loud IWL).

I see a guy in house opposite to ours, on the corner. I scream "call 911", then when realize im not in US "call 155". "help". But he is playing some instrument, a guitar. He can't hear me. There is a thin black lady working in my auntie's garden. I yell at her. I know she sould hear me, but she doesn't. A young black boy is in another neighbors yard. I yell at him, knowing he is gonna hear me. But he doesn't.

The guy on the balcony is coming closer, with sinister smile on his face, scissors in his hand. Now I'm fighiting him, but I don't remember the fight. The fight is over, I have won. I'm tired and hurt, but I feel at peace and happy.

DR 3
I'm in a large house. There are a few walk in closets. Full of things. Clothes hanging neatly on hangers, other things. But mostly clothes. Someone is throwing some folded up pullovers to the top of the 2 story high closet, but it falls out the other door. My job is to organize it all. later in the day, someone comes back and I realize I got preocupied with other chores and didn't organize the closets. I know it's gonna be a monumental job.