Nazrax

Bed @ 2315 /w half melatonin
Woke @ 0350 (~4.5 hours)

Taking a cruise
I'm on a cruise, sitting at a table with Chris and two other guys I know (no idea who). Chris is recounting one of the doctrinal rabbit hole discussions I recently took him down. Now I'm in the next room over refilling my plate. I don't want to miss the conversation, but I'm really hungry, and I should be able to be quick enough to not miss much. I realize there's some event I'm supposed to be at that starts at 10:30, and it's almost 10:30 now; but since Chris is running the event, and since Chris is still sitting and talking, I should be OK. Most of the food is already gone, but I'm able to grab some wedges of cheese and some lettuce. The lettuce won't do me much good, but cheese is good and filling. Now I'm back at the table eating my lettuce. The ribs are a bit browned, so I'm tearing the tender part of the leaf off of the rib before eating it and discarding the rib. I feel a bit silly eating whole lettuce leaves by themselves, but no one notices, and I'm so hungry that I just don't care.

Now the ship is back in port, and I'm standing on deck talking to someone about how the trip went. I tell him that the trip was generally pretty good, but there were some rough parts - especially a nasty storm in which we actually lost a mast. I only heard about the mast falling third hand, but the guy I'm talking to actually saw it happen.


Falling tree
A large crowd of adults and children from church is walking along a sidewalk. Up ahead, a few people have already reached the crosswalk and are waiting to cross. I hear a loud crack and somehow know that a tall tree across the road is the one that broke, despite seeing no obvious sign. Sure enough, it comes crashing down across the road, stopping mere inches from Clayton and Rebecca. She looks very shaken up and starts walking home with her sons. I notice that she's wearing a colored long-sleeved shirt and some fairly tight jeans.


Fragment: I'm thinking about how hard it would be to take the kids to visit England. I "remember" being in a trans-Atlantic plane and having to go through a narrow tunnel to reach the "pod" in which I spent the flight and consider that our kids couldn't be alone in pods, that we'd have to be with them, but that they're so small that we'd be curled up with no space to move. I'd probably have to read stories for 7 hours, and there's no way my voice would last that long.

BTB @ 0400 /w half melatonin
Woke @ 0600 (alarm). No recall.


Nap time (1400-1530):

Driving with my daughter
I'm in the gray van with my oldest daughter, doing some kind of maintenance. Now the car is rolling along the road, and she's behind the wheel. I reach over to start the engine, but she's already pressing the gas pedal. I tell her to stop pressing it and am surprised when the sound of the car changes - I guess it's like the A/C or the vent, that even with the engine off the car can move itself, but it probably drains the batteries really quickly. With the gas pedal no longer depressed, I start the engine, and my daughter resumes driving. I hadn't planned to teach her to drive so early (she's only 10), but she's doing a great job. I wonder what my wife will say when we get home.

Now I'm sitting on the second row, and she's sitting in the passenger seat. I can't understand why she would have moved over to leave the car out of control, but she says that she's doing <something> and that everything's OK, she still has control.