LAJ

At home in WV outside in driveways. Nick R. and Shawn H. show up. Talk to Shawn about being a cop. Nick is in trouble charged with murder. He came to me in desperation. All I could give him was sympathy and love. He was wearing a borrowed black waiters uniform for his court appearance. Something about guns. Charges were dropped and he would be free. We were walking in my neighborhood and I couldn't find something (almost lucid) then I turned and Shawn was now a zombie. Nick and I ran back to my house. Somehow the dream shifted and I am alone looking across a country club golf course. I walk across to go to this store to get a gift for a small boy (who?) while I'm there I start singing with an older lady in the store. We want to get together later, so I am giving her my number - and can't write the number correctly - should trigger lucidity - it did briefly, but woke up.

At some point I was taking care of some little boys - not sure why, who or how.