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    1. New York; jail; sport facility

      by
      gab
      , 08-30-2013 at 06:16 PM (Turquoise Dreams)
      Friday, 8/30/13

      Last night bed 9:15pm - 8:45am

      DR
      I'm visiting New York with a group of people. We are walking the streets and we sti on the steps to the park, under some trees. I'm asking them what they want to see. I have been to NY before, so I can take them to see the sites. I suggest we go and walk through Manhattan. I ask them if they wanna see the Statue of Liberty.

      DR
      I come to the large, indoor sports facility. There are some kids playing volleyball. I'm thinking of playing something too. They are not professionals, just kids from neighborhood playing. I'm thinking of signing up and joining bedminton club.

      As I keep walking to find adult players, I walk through something like a fair. There are clothes hanging and people milling around, buying and looking.

      DR
      Me, my dad, mom and brother going to visit my brother in jail. I'm very mad about it. Not sure about what I'm so angry about. We are taking him some food. Officer escorts us to his cell through long, winding corridors. We come to his cell, where he is together with others. I stand at the door, but then realize I'm not suppose to go inside. He will come out and we will all sit at the benches for visits.

      After we leave, me and my brother have to go back for something. I take my shoes off and then I have to walk without them. I shouldn't have taken them off.

      We were suppose to wait for the officer to escort us, but I think we can find his cell ourselves. We hop on a train, that goes around the facility (like trains at airports). We see from the train where to go and we hope train will go there. We get off and wanna take a different train. I fail to get on and a girlfriend I'm with I yeling at me through the glass where she will wait for me.

      ***
      Between my last DJ entry and now, I have had dreams every night. Didn't wanna write them down, coz they were not good.

      Something about my mom, then some huge worms in the yard...
      Tags: jail, new york, travel
      Categories
      non-lucid