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    1. Saturday, December 5

      by , 01-12-2021 at 06:47 AM
      I知 going to be flying to London? At the last minute they switch my flight from one that stops somewhere to one that goes straight to London. I知 not sure I知 thrilled about this. I知 now on the plane which is about to take off. I知 in the bathroom which is a line of a few stalls. I think I知 in one of the end ones, and I can tell there are people in the others (with a momentary birds eye point of view?). Just as soon as it feels we致e taken off, the plane stalls and bumps around turbulently. The turbulence worsens until we are completely upside down. Somehow none of us in these stalls fall from our position and even more incredibly the water in the toilet doesn稚 even move. For a moment I知 seeing the faces of everyone in their seats; they seem to be fairly unaffected and even laughing it off.
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    2. Tuesday, January 28

      by , 01-29-2020 at 11:03 PM
      I am in a fairly large used bookstore. The shelves are dark wood, tall, and full. The aisles are large and grid-like, but the place seems dim. It has a cluttered but homey atmosphere. I知 looking through the large 践 section for Aldous Huxley. There is a couple looking at this section too; I politely step around them, but I think they are right in front of where I need to be. I think they move and I find a couple of Huxley books. I am now looking at a narrow shelf at the end of one of the aisle shelves. There are two cassettes? and their covers are two different pictures of Makayla and some guy on the beach. They are both in swimsuits and standing next to each other, arms around one another. It looks like Hawaii. I find it slightly odd that these are here and wonder why they are. There is also a haphazard stack of small, square, used notebooks. I flip through one, intrigued by going through someone else痴 writing. I notice a date - 2000 or 2001. At the end, there is a picture of a hand holding a pen or pencil.




      (I think this may be a part of the last dream, but it also may not be). I have arrived in Hawaii. I think it is the big island and I think I may be meeting up with Jim and Rhianna. I知 walking through some foliage, toward the beach. The plants thin and give way to an expanse of sand that slowly slopes to the ocean. The sun is shining languorously on the interspersed people enjoying this space, and the whole scene is peaceful and beautiful. Now, I am on a plane back. It is very dark out, but I notice buildings that are dangerously close until I realize that this plane is graceful landing on a wide freeway, on which I think there are still cars. It looks like the bay area.