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Still trying to adjust jet-lagged schedule, it's hard on long dark winter days. Getting a bit better.

To bed exhausted at 9:30pm, woke 2:30am, up for about 3.5 hours, back to bed, can't sleep, looong looong long time falling asleep (1-2 hours it seems?). Finally do fall asleep and having some interesting dreams with not so great recall.

+ (f) swimming pool / water tank situation, underwater they're blowing things around with a big piece of machinery, I have to deal with this

+ (f) I'm adjusting a system of watering drippers in the ground / potted plants. They're spraying water while I'm working on them.

+ advertisement, I see full-screen pictures of plates of food, announcer says "And now, soldiers can eat [this weird bean-dish thing] and not have to 'drop a bomb' later!".

I'm thinking about making these dishes at home with a good juicing blender.

+ a girl is walking around with fliers, I'm sitting in an area with other people. I have to pee. The girl is announcing "full body flush!" service. I wonder if this has to do with peeing? Or an erotic massage? Then the flier girl gives a flier to a small girl and I think "guess not." The flier girl is wearing a loose shirt and I get a view (I think?) of bewbz underneath the shirt (out of the "corner of my eye").

Still felt quite tired, so after being up for 4 hours (after sleeping for about 6.5 during the "normal night"), I went back to bed, around 11:30am. It took me a long time to fall asleep. Breathing relaxation wasn't distracting enough from thoughts, so after several position changes and attempts at quieting my mind via breathing alone, I started playing around with SSILD. Vision / hearing / body, in various orders and varying durations. That did the trick!

+ I'm walking along the ridge of very high hills overlooking an ocean far below. I put down my stuff, and decide to fly. I take off and am gliding down the step but not vertical slope, picking up speed. I put my hands out in front of me and see them stretched out superman style. I think about pulling up and do some loops but I decide to fly all the way down to the water, then pulling up and seeing how far back up my momentum will take me. The view is amazing: clear, bright day in sunlight, blue sky.

+ I'm in "my room," a smallish room sort of like in an office building. Someone has brought me a new (couch?) with artificial materials which really smells very chemically. I walk out and to the next room which is also mine, it is full of stuff, very cluttered.

+ [False Asleep-ening?] I'm lying in bed and experiencing very strong vibrations. I'm trying to WILD. The vibrations come and go. Sometimes they get very strong. I wonder if I'm already dreaming, I should just try to get up, but I'm concerned about moving my waking body. Someone's on the room with me, I think it's my son, he's making some noise and brushing up again my feet which are hanging off the end of the bed? I'm able to ignore him and continue waiting for the dream to form, but it doesn't seem to want to form visually. I'm surfing the vibrations, staying calm, for what feels like a long time. The vibrations get pretty intense.

+ I'm lying on a mattress on the ground in a room in a house. I'm lying among sheets but am naked and exposed, in an aroused state. There's a (middle-aged Asian?) woman there, she puts on a lab coat. She's the masseuse, I'm going to get an erotic massage. I think about her touching my (ahem) and get excited. Then I see my son enter the room from a back room, and think oops, we're going to the same place, and how awkward it is to see him here. He leaves, and the masseuse mentions that he has some handheld device that is displaying information. I say that's nothing to worry about (?).

Walking through this building, at one point it's a haunted place, where ghosts move around, and I see faint impressions of them as they move through me (I'm standing in a doorway) into the room behind me, I feel them passing through me and say "I feel them!".

In a back-room kitchen of the massage building, a woman is in there (saying "you shouldn't be here"?). Outside on a street, there is a naked woman showering in the distance on a store-front. I don't pay much attention at first, then I think I could go have sex with her. But since it's a shower situation lubrication would be required. Then there's an odd scene for about a minute of me trying to stuff my (ahem) into some other weird flesh thing with very small openings and it's just not working out.

+ I'm at a medium-sized round swimming pool (more like a wading pool) at some abandoned house. There's a guy (clothed?) splashing around in the blue water. I say/think the water must be nasty because it hasn't been cleaned in a long time, he says "naw, it's fine, I haven't had any problems and I come here a lot ". But I still think it's dirty and there could be any number of maladies you could pick up from it. There are several people mulling around.

+ (f) hanging out with laughing crowd, a young version of DT (JT's from company "3") is there in a sleeveless top, and one point she lifts her arms up over her head and holds on to something above and behind her, the view is fantastic.

Long, fairly vivid dream.

+ I'm in the top bunk of a bunk bed with my jr high best friend DD, we're sleeping there. A guy has come to talk to us. I'm a bit embarrassed about being in bed with DD and think I should probably say "this isn't a gay thing, we're just sleeping."

I get up and look back and the bunk, I think maybe I should sleep on the lower bunk, no one's there, but it is really messy and dirty. There's a single bed next to the bunk beds with a girl lying in it.

DD and I are getting dressed in order to be (waiters?) at a (catering?) event. The manager comes by and says "you're wearing THAT!?" I get really mad and get in his face and we go to the upper level (of the park playground?) and stutter and stammer and can't find the words, I'm try to say something like "you need to be..." (respectful?) (with your position of authority?).

In another area/room, getting dressed for the work. Black shirt, black pants, should I wear a tie? Is it OK that I don't wear a belt? I get a close up view of the back of the pants which has a dip in it at the belt line.

Jet lag still bad. My schedule is still upside down. I finally slept about 6 hours "at night" last night in addition to about 3-4 in the late afternoon yesterday (gave in). 1mg melatonin at "bedtime" to make sure I fall asleep.

+ walking through the lego competition, at the end of the displays I fly/hover to college friend & roommate NI over the bookcase, I land right up against him and we hug, he says something. I realize while hovering that I am moving from the power of sheer will alone

+ follow the hot thong-wearing girl(s) to the ice skating river, choosing parking places, where are my hockey skates?, oh crap look my arm is broken! This means I can't go skating.

+ in the bedroom, go to the window to (open/close) the screen, the screen doesn't fit the window

+ in the back seat of the old-time convertible sitting with friends, I'm turned sideways so that my legs extend across the uni-seat , seat belt on (shoulder belt), driver going fast & hitting bumps, my legs fly high into the air, good thing my belt's on, I should face forwards

+ in the large public bathroom, L-shaped, leave coming around the corner, there are some kids there, outside we're at a candy stand.

1-2 major (near epic? long, detailed) late dreams that completely fell out of my head. Odd, usually it's the earlier ones that slip. Jet lag sucks!

+ (impression) something with college friend and roommate FG?

very late to bed, alarms hit after only about 5 hours of sleep.

earlier:

+ (impressions) work thoughts, trying to formulate a correct/efficient query

later:

+ in the large field (of low water), I will build something ("RPG?"), leave field to get (ammo/rifle?), see empty rifle boxes, think about checking out the box for the listed kind of ammo it takes. I feel a bit silly investigating the boxes in the trash because they're obviously empty, who would leave their rifle in the box in the garbage? Sandwiched between the boxes I see my old camping backpack and "remember" that I put it there before and note that it is still there. I turn around to head back and see lots of old bicycles. My wife is there and is asking what I'm doing (?) but then says "Oh if you need one of these it's OK, do what you have to."

+ (f) on a high battlements? Someone says something about some group using the fields around? I thought the fields were needed by the host country?

+ guy is weighing ground meat for me, asking me how much I need. The amount is "12xxxx" but he wants to know where to put the decimal point (i.e., is it 1.2 pounds, or 12 pounds, or...?), I think and say "1.2" pounds is the right amount. Then I set about to cook meatball soup. The guy asks the others to prepare the vegetables for the soup. I'm looking closely at plates of ingredients, there are some cooked slices of meat, I sample some of the broth and the beef slices, a bit concerned about whether they're cooked already, and thinking maybe I shouldn't be sampling too much while I'm cooking.

Slept for somewhere around 5 hours at current "night time" (went to bed after midnight, after midnight it is 2015-10-27. Recalled a fairly long very dreamy/random-ish sequence.

+ I'm hiking with my wife among rolling hills. She wants to know about what's going on around us, we should head for higher ground. I look around and see a tall hill across across from our hill (the ground dips way down from where we are before climbing up to the other hill). She indicates her heart is not feeling up to the hike there. I personally feel fine and energetic/healthy.

I'm then looking at a computer map of our area. There is the idea of "density of people [camped?]", shouldn't be more than 1 person per 10 feet(?). I'm looking at this map and trying to find my way back to where we were standing, on the map. I see some suburban area with trees interspersed with buildings.

I'm walking up a dark road at night, and into a small store where I know the owner. Another guy comes in and I think he has guns. He's carrying plastic shopping bags, and he's talking about having to deliver a double-barreled shotgun to somebody. His bag rips and the shotgun is exposed. I back out of the store and take out my own shotgun and pistol. I'm backing up around corners down the path, when I get to another corner I line up a shot. He comes around the corner and I wait a bit then shoot. The gun is ineffective, like it's a child's pellet gun.
I back around the next corner and prepare my pistol. The guy (now different? Younger and dark skinned?) is with a young woman now. I leave the exposure of the corner and approach, lining up a head shot (on the female?), concerned about getting shot by them but wanting to make sure I get them. There is a tussle and I end up point blank shooting the (female?) around the neck but nothing happens. I say/think "these guns are ineffective against them!" and make a run for it.

The guy is distracted and the girl is hanging back so I try to escape. I think how disappointed my dad would be in me: I thought I was all bad-ass in getting these guns but now it appears I'm the bad guy. They will capture me and turn me in and I'll be disgraced. I'm trying to run but I'm not reaching any cover, they could come out and see me any moment. Nearby is some rural looking home with large fenced yard (and orange trees?) but if I go in there the owners of the home may not like me on their territory.

There's also a school near a path(?). A lot of little kids are playing there. I could befriend the kids and hide among them but if I'm caught and taken away they'd be sad. There are some adult women nearby, too.

There's a drinking fountain nearby and I go for a drink. Seem now to be in a covered outdoor area at night / low lighting. I'm washing my hands at a sink and turn around to help the woman working behind me who is making some huge long thing out of dough which is spread out on the cement ground across the path (30-40 feet wide?). I need to help her mix the water and flour to make the dough. A man comes and says that she/we need to get the dough on cookie sheets right away ("Do it now, soldier!" he says?) before the dough hardens up on the concrete ground. The woman(?) is then making small objects out of the dough and the man is saying "if you keep doing that there just may be enough for everybody."

Then a vague scene about putting the dough in constains on shelves in a very wide refrigerator(?)

Jet lagged. Long afternoon nap (4 hours) Moving on to actual dream memories now.

+ looking at a map from overhead, like on an internet maps site. There is a red "pointer" marker showing our target. I see a "C"-shaped area made out of buildings, my name is involved.

+ Getting criticism of my (writing?) by best friend's MR's [deceased] father. He's examining my words and putting them up on a board and criticizing them for what they rhyme with. I retort that he's using a completely subjective scale.

+ (impression) young people, club, gathering, doing things.

Dreams of work projects.

Something to do with a bicycle?

Good things (tm) come from going to bed before midnight! Several prior nights of no recall, finally a nice dreaming session again!

early:

@ about 5 hrs
+ impressions only, but of many dreams : my dad?, buildings, flying?, conflict? Many people & places

WBTB

Fall asleep somewhere around 7 hrs

In and out of waking and dreaming

+ LD#152 I'm playing racquetball, I see myself 3rd person from the back on the court. I'm thinking my opponents are impressed with the view of my butt: short short, well trimmed, etc. The view pans around to the left side of me still from the rear focusing on my butt, and I'm horrified to realize that my shorts are too short and my underwear is clearly visible poking out from beneath the shorts. I wonder how long this has been the case, every time I play?!

Walking through a lobby outside the court, indoors, people are around, I feel totally awake, but remember that at any time I could be dreaming, so I reach up for a nose pinch and am somewhat astonished to realize that I'm dreaming! I see some girls across the room and briefly entertain the thought of moving towards them, (decide against it?) but I lose visuals. I'm still dreaming, in the void, but am not 100% sure I'm not awake in bed. I rub my hands and feel like I am doing this lying in bed on my side in the dark. I wait a bit for a scene to form and think about visualizing something, there's a discontinuity, then I wake up and do a nose pinch and I'm awake in bed, the hand-rub episode was still in the dream state!

+ I'm in my old (company "3") office building. I'm approaching my office and hear a meeting taking place in the office next to mine. I think about going in and telling them about the dream I just had but I think they're probably not interested. I enter my office and reach down and switch on the lamp on the desk. The lighting is still pretty low in the office but I remember I usually work like this. I turn towards the door and see that it's a bit more closed than it should be. (I put something on the desk?)

+ (semi) fun at the strip search

Spoiler for explicit sexy time, do not read if you don't like that sort of thing:

I'm walking by some area indoors, I'm with somebody but I notice off to the left a naked woman is standing (strip search / police area?). I decide suddenly to go there and check it out. I noticed up against a wall a woman is naked with legs spread wide in a split, there's a nice view. As I approach she takes a "doggy position" pose on hands and knees, with her (ahem) clearly visible and ready and pointing right at me. I begin slow intercourse, feeling for the sensation, knowing this is not a waking scenario, yet not fully lucid. I enter her several more times, watching the action, feeling for the sensation, and being a bit disappointed that it's not very intense. I then reach both hands up to her back and run them up and down her sides along her back, narrowing at her waist, and widening again at her hips, my hands go up and down several times, the feeling of her skin on the palms of my hands is very accurate and waking-like.

There follows several different scenarios. The scenes alternated between plot, leaving and returning a couple times. Brief wakings occur a few times.

+ I wake up in a large room in a house. In another room in the house the family who lives there ("friends" of mine) are also waking up. I hear an alarm clock go off. Some of the females in the family are moving through the hallways. I'm just in my (briefs) underwear. I lean my head out into the hallway several times, keeping my body in the room so as not to be "exposed" as I exchange a few words [forgotten] with the ladies.

I'm at a mall, there are a lot of people around. My perspective is as if I'm kneeling/sitting on the floor, I watch people (especially the girls) moving about me.

I'm heading outside (I'm with my wife?). An attendant tells us the (hardware store?) entrace is to our left after we leave. I "remember" the location of this store, I know I can find it. We're walking outside and we come across a cat and a chair on the pavement. The cat has its hind legs on the ground and its front paws and head up above the seat of the chair, drinking water from a pool of water that gathered in the depression of the chair. I contemplate life and and suffering and reproduction and wonder why God would create beings with survival needs in circumstances where they can't satisfy those needs which results in suffering. The cat seems to be screaming?

I'm back inside the family friends home. Everybody is moving around in the kitchen, a lot of people live there (many related families), they're busy getting ready for the day. I tell them about the cat I saw outside, and say in <foreign language> that it was screaming. The old man of the family answers (don't see him) "screaming, eh? That darn cat." I'm standing at a tall bar counter separating the kitchen from the room I'm in. Two of the females of the family come up to the bar, they present me with gifts: a medium-sized cup-o-noodles completely sealed in clear cellophane (I wonder if I should have got them gifts as a guest?), and a small medical plastic dosage cup with a small amount of brink pink thick liquid in it (like Pepto-Bismol). I ask them what that is. They answer in <foreign language>, but I can't understand them. They're speaking too quiet, and I can't make out the words. I ask them again, they repeat again, and I don't understand again. I'm embarrassed that I don't understand. I ask again for them to speak louder. They say in <foreign language> "shampoo." I say "Oh! Shampoo! Ok...." then they clarify that it is shampoo for dogs. There's some sort of paperwork stating this?

Back at the mall (past the cat), my hands are full of shopping bags. I look down and one of the bags contains my gray sweat pants and nothing else. I juggle the bangs in my hands to I can carry them better. I head outside and walk to the right, back to the door from which I exited in the earlier scene. I'm a bit concerned about people following me. I'm walking fast. I feel my legs, I'm a bit surprised at the feeling of my legs, how fast I'm going, and how light I feel on my feet.

+ (semi) I'm walking outdoors on a walkway (some stairs going up?) and there's a group of college girls in front of me.

Spoiler for sexy time encounter, a bit of dominance, don't read if that's not your cup o' tea:

I notice the girl on the left is really hot, and has a nice bust. I reach over with my right hand to her right breast and hold it lightly. I (think? hear?) a complaint that she'll be late for class. I say out loud, "now if you think about it, you don't actually have any classes today! [because this is a dream?]. And I turn her and push her up against the wall. I think what to do: bewbz play, or make out? I decide I want her to strip a bit and say "show me your ***! Put your arms up over your head!" She does [things are vague a bit hazy, probably waking at this point], but she hangs down her forearms and hands blocking the view. I take a forearm in each hand and pin them to the wall up over her head

, and I wake up.

Fairly late to bed (1am). Woke 7:30? Finished with a "high awareness semi-lucid" / "low awareness lucid" KI(S)LD

earlier:

+ I'm trying to figure out a locking mechanism on a gate. There are bars that I'm extracting and trying to fit into locking slots. I look behind me and there is some sexy-time activities going on behind me with several people involved.

+ I'm in a gym, observing from a medium distance how a girl approaches a machine and adjusts it, moving the securing/locking mechanism that I "remember" I couldn't find earlier when I was trying to use that machine. Once secured, she starts to use it.

+ (thought, not a dream?) I think about how when I was camping, how I'd like to sleep inside a tent, zip up the flaps but let air flow, it's warmer inside the tent than outside.

+ I realize I'm in a large, tall, open rectangular inside space. It is a grocery store. [Day residue from the building I'm working in which has a huge, open, rectangular, tall-ceiling-ed lobby]. The ceiling is amazingly high. I say out loud that they could fit an entire second level of shelves stacked above the first level of shelves. The store people aren't interested in my feedback.

I'm standing in one corner of the store with a girl and her (boyfriend?). We're next to some shelves packed with items. High up, they have books on the top shelf. "Hey, the have books here!" I say. I then invite the girl to go with me to some event that involves (motorcycles?), but I suspect she won't come because of her boyfriend. We then part, and we kiss briefly several times, and then I leave.

Then I'm standing in a group of people seated on tall stools and tables, like in an outdoor seating section of a cafe. One table has two girls and their mother, another table has a girl and her mother. At the 1-girl table the girl is holding a small pack of little things like (berries? peppercorns?) I think they may be goji berries. The 2-girl table people are really interested in what's in this packages, and the 1-girl table mother is exasperated/annoyed at their attention and hands them the package. They and I sample it, and it seems to be like parmesan-flavored popcorn.

I'm checking out the 2 girls at the table and choose the 2nd one, seated in the middle. I move in for some kisses. I'm nearly lucid at this stage, and I'm thinking lightly about the dream ending while I'm doing this. I feel the kisses but the sensation is slightly weak, like 50%, so I keep kissing her more times trying to feel it more intensely, and I wake up.

Way too late to bed, watched a movie until 2:30am. Up at 8:30am.

Not going to try to group by dreams, just moments I remember:

+ Feeding a strange, large animal: it has a long, large pelican-like beak, which is open. It is waving its head up and down due to hunger. I toss a treat in and it eagerly eats it. It's snout/beak is closed and long like a horse's. I reach forwards and pet its forehead affectionately, we're friends. I see its wide-set eyes, large like a horse's. I give it another piece of food, but I put my hand inside it's open mouth, it closes on my hand/arm and starts sucking my hand in along with the food. I get scared and try to pull my hand out, it's difficult but I do get it out. I imagine the "biting zone" which is a circular sphincter of teeth and muscle deeper in the mouth that does the chewing and I just barely avoided it.

+ I'm outside and hear a sound and see that there are migrant workers standing around pits outside with long poles that they're thrusting in to the pits. The pits are full large pieces of dark (browns and blacks) pieces of leather. The foreman/leader has placed these pits here for the workers to churn into small pieces. Some of the workers are just standing around waiting for their turn to churn.

Walk through the courtyard area, the foreman/leader is working with some other guys on a small structure: it is a small concrete dome, like a child's playground object, and has "swiss cheese" holes on the top, they're just fitting a large puzzle-shaped piece to the top. He asks me (by name?) to go inside the dome and help adjust something ("it's not concave?"), I say sure just a sec and I go to put on my jeans but I'm not really excited about getting inside that small place.

+ outside a music school? There are girls with French Horn instruments in cases waiting for their lessson. I think French Horn is a good instrument for a girl. I imagine people playing some notes on the french horn.

+ in some place inside, there's an auto supplies display, someone says this is the best auto store?

+ moment with (wife?) people and an alarm goes off and we must get up and do things.

To bed late (1am) At least my sleep was mostly undisturbed until 8am.

+(f) I have to drive somewhere late at night in the snow, it's a treacherous trip. I decide to put off the trip until morning?

+(f) I see someone dear (mother?) to me whom I know is departed, standing outside, just for a moment, but I move on

+ I unexpectedly owe thousands of dollars still in debt. How will I pay this off? There are two old women bringing the bill around and I still have to pay them $5000 and I don't have this. It will take me months to earn this. Can I get a $5000 loan from them?

+(f) I'm receiving emails that I need to read, they're about me perhaps, but the email system's filter deletes them as soon as they come in. I see this happen once. I need to deactivate the "delete" function so that the emails remain and I can read them.

+(f) something in a large supermarket?

Too many to remember well (mental journaling only during the night)

early:
+ (f) star-wars style battle, mostly forgotten

+ colorful stones in gutter/pavement, taking picture of pills on hill, woman's children keep getting in the way

+ path, dirt, new shoes, drought, half-flat dying cows, people feeding; top of hill path ends/block, severely confused/lost, guy comes up, hide, come out, he's startled wants to fight, talk in foreign language, ask for directions, he takes me to his place, big family gathering, I explain why I was lost, trying to remember my street address and the name of my city, also foreign language, girls in the family trying to climb in window, want to "assist" them but watching eyes around, kiss one once, twice. People keep arriving, eventually I quietly leave the party going to find my own home.

middle:

+ sitting in theater-style seating, girl straddling me on my lap facing me, we make out in weird way: after initial contact, we just hold our lips together, still, it's awesome, hopefully the guy sitting next to us won't bother us since we're not doing the typical "smack slurp pull open/close" style of making out.

+ bridge over swimming pool tiny kittens under the slats above the water don't want to step on them, step to side. Must register in pool, enter door, female attendant blocks my way, I need to get in to register with someone else so I can use the pool, I push by the woman anyway, a male guard to my left holds him arm out in front of me blocking me. I'm frustrated, ask "WHY!? Why can't I just walk right in here and go register" [it's the same building place, just another entrance]. The guard answers simply, "Tradition."

+ on a hillside, dark, outside, large identical cats are spread across the hillside. They move in unison. Each one has a plant in front of it, and each one takes a bite at exactly the same time. The plant is very crispy and with each bite I hear a loud *crunch* sound. I'm then sitting with my jr high best friend DD, we're doing something with little objects on the ground (shells?), he says something [forgot].

later:

+(f) people on the ground, they've dug out some holes in the ground, there are levels down in the ground of people's pets ancient poops, someone thinks someone got a big pile of poop on their shoes.

+ lying in bed, there is someone pounding on the wall where the head of the bed is resting that hits my head for a medium-strength "bonk." There is commotion in the next room. A detective comes and gets into the bed and says "give me the comforter." I keep the sheet and pull it to myself because he still has his shoes on and I don't want his dirty outside clothing to get on me. I put some pieces of paper that I'm reading down on the ground, I put a large poster (ic. of th.) down on the right side of the bed. I notice that some colorful ink drawings are sticking out from under the wall. I look at the type on the printed out paper and see the "dots" on the fonts, in particular that of a letter "g". I get up and go around the corner and see my wife and ask what is going on with all this commotion? She says "shhh" there is a guy there who will hear me talking I see a guy come walking in carrying something in his arms.

string of no recall nights. Worst jet lag induced recall suppression I can remember. I sensed dreams upon waking but they just disintegrated.

Last night I held on to some recall. Just fragments but at least more than vague impressions.

+(f) playing some min-hockey with Sensei, he encourages me to shoot and I zip the little puck with my finger/hand right into the goal.

+(f) in a swimming pool some guy jumps off the diving board and he grabs a floating chair in the pool, someone says he can't swim well

+(f) setting up something on a desktop computer, some others (including S2) have already set something up I think I perhaps erased it

+(f) a group of visitors arrives and head to the bathroom, I have to find another one, I wait for a group of people to pass by then I reach for the closed door

+(f) a guy is transported to a place that has been decorated with colored lights

+(vague impression) something about a girl?

+ fire in (my sister's room?) in childhood home starting under a bed. Some hot things had been leaning up against it, I try blowing out the initial flames but that doesn't work as they're too strong/big. I run for an extinguisher to the bathroom, but my best friend MR's father [deceased] comes running down the hall with MR and a bigger fire extinguisher and blasts the flames out with it.

+ DO view [high on the tail] riding on commercial jet airplane: the plane hugs the ground, following pipes and flying low dipping down into valleys to pull up only in the nick of time, it's quite a harrowing, roller-coaster-like ride. This is an unofficial flight? So the pilot must stay below radar detection altitude. Then we arrive at our destination and plop down on the water, the pilot announces that we have arrived into Iran and have landed near a crude oil processing facility.

+ (f) outside, windy, near airport, thinking about landing in this wind, view of wind-blown water, think I'm in Okinawa and all the trees provide a good windbreak for landing planes.

+ (f) some other dreams [with MR?]