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    1. Friday, May 14

      by , 06-16-2021 at 09:36 PM
      Melissa has had a baby. Iím looking at it in her arms, obviously newborn, and realize that itís happened all of a sudden. There seems to have been no idea of it happening and even no gestation. After a little while I realize that it is mine too, and think about what this will entail in regards to my life.
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    2. Saturday, May 1

      by , 06-16-2021 at 09:36 PM
      I am in some unfamiliar town with Jackie Greene. I think the town may be in Arizona or Colorado (I had been looking at a digital map of the US and zooming in around that area, surprised by how much of it was forested). It sort of feels like a mountain town, small, isolated, buildings with large wood exteriors, yet not high in elevation. Weíre walking through the town and it is very pleasant out. Weíre talking about his music and/or me seeing him. I tell him the first time I saw him was at Strawberry and then add Ď2007í or Ď2017í to be more specific. I hope Iím not being too annoying about anything, but donít think I am.
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    3. Friday, April 23

      by , 06-16-2021 at 09:27 PM
      Iím at work (Iím not sure where, but it feels like some kind of retail store). I notice a quiet Asian girl wandering around and, as I perceive it, Ďscoping out the placeí. I make a mental note of it but donít do anything else. Now, I see her in a small garage (right outside of but still part of the store?), crouching down by a car. Sheís taken off its license plate and is measuring it. I think this is too suspicious, so we go out and stop/talk to her.




      Iím with Melissa and Brooke in what seems like downtown. Weíre by the river and a large bridge. To the side of the bridge is a large tree or tree trunk protruding out almost parallelly over the water. I think this tree is some sort of monument (911?). We walk out onto it to have our picture taken, but end up breaking it, which feels very serious.
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    4. Thursday, April 22

      by , 06-16-2021 at 09:26 PM
      I am with Makayla in what looks like Dadís neighborhood. It looks very similar except that itís on a fairly steep hill. Weíre walking around an exposed bend and through a red truckís window I see the silhouette of a female figure. She appears to be putting on clothes, or at least thatís what it looks like from my brief glimpse. We get closer and I see that itís a young girl and boy (~10?) in the truck, and after a moment I wonder how that could be. Now, we are past the neighborhood. This area looks like open Nevada desert with slight ravines here and there. Down in one of the larger ones I notice a house. It looks like the pastís idea of something futuristic - sleek and vertical pipes/tubes, slightly sprawling and complex. I think this one is all a dull red. There is really nothing on or around it that would designate it a house. The whole feeling of and around it is lifeless. I think we pass a few more odd structures that I label Ďhouseí. I think or say something like Ďoh Nevada, youíre so weird.í There is now a large rock pile visible at the top of a slight incline. It looks like red rock and/or granite and is maybe 30 feet tall. Theyíre arranged so there is an open space beneath them. I briefly see someone passing through this space, overriding the thought of being completely alone out here. We approach it and see that there are a few ornamentations on it, one being a series of steel rungs to form a ladder. I climb up a few, turn around and hang from one arm, lifting my shirt to just above the nipple, telling Makayla to take a picture. I think Iím making fun of Ziah? A few people, a type I definitely wouldnít associate with, arrive, and Makayla is instantly preoccupied with them. This kind of annoys me. Iím in the open space beneath the rocks now, and it is filled with different stickers, posters, pictures, writing, etc. It is strange and I really like it. I am alternately wearing a mask, wearing it below my chin, and holding it at my side. I notice a man without a mask walks in with a baby stroller. Heís now with a woman in the corner of the Ďroom.í There is a window above them and a man tapping at the outside of it, apparently to get their attention. I look at the man and point to the couple (*though this makes no sense, as heís already seen them).
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    5. Tuesday, April 6

      by , 06-09-2021 at 09:55 PM
      I am at work. There is a man in line who has a few things and looks somewhat sketchy. He gets up to the counter and asks for some ice because heís Ďrecyclingí his beer. I think this means itís warmed up and heís trying to cool it down rather than throw it away. I tell him to hang on a second and go back to get some. I tell a guy in the back this scenario, as if I had to tell him yes. Iím still not sure if this is something weíre supposed to do, but I think itís fine. The ice bin is long and also full of fabric bags. I fill one, unsure of how much he really needs. Back in the front, I see him with a small stack of DVDs and casually rushing out the front door. Julia is here and says something like ĎWow, well go kick him outí as if this was obviously my fault. I run out to at least get a plate. Heís gotten into a small, rusty yellow car with a woman in the passengerís seat. He has to back straight out, so I see the plate, but it has a plastic covering and the numbers behind it start spinning like a combination lock. Terribly smart, I think, even though itís disappointing. I pick up a rock and throw it but miss. I try a few more times, even as theyíre stopped at a red light down the street.
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    6. Monday, April 5

      by , 06-09-2021 at 09:54 PM
      I am at Melissaís house and logged onto Danteís Zoom class fairly late. Alex, and I think Cody, are here and at times they can be seen in my background (I have moved around a few different times). I hear Alex ask Cody if he likes the Tedeschi Trucks band. He pronounces it Ďta-deshyí, whether seriously or not Iím not sure. I know I started out in front of a blue curtain, but now Iím in a little hallway between the garage and house. Iím wearing a hat and/or hoodie and Melissa says something about them not recognizing me. Melissa steps over me once and once again on her way back - it is almost sexual. Iím not sure Iím worried about anyone seeing. Now I think weíre on a break and Iím in what looks like Dadís backyard. Weíre back now and playing a Jeopardy type game. I donít think Iíve even had my volume up for most of this class. I think the class is scheduled to go later but he cuts it a little early. I am eating some chicken nuggets or strips. The sky looks like a nice later afternoon with a few stray clouds.
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    7. Saturday, April 3

      by , 06-09-2021 at 09:53 PM
      I am walking up to a restaurant. The exterior seems large and through the few large windows I see that it is completely empty inside. There are tables and chairs set out like normal, but there is not a single person. Now I think Iím inside and notice signs related to the restrictions and shut downs. I continue on and down some stairs, finding a completely full dining room on this lower level, making me think the signs were just a guise. I notice that everyone is dressed business casual or nicer. There is also no social distancing or any other apparent measures. Iím now sitting at a table with Alex, Melissa, and some others. The menu is Mexican, and I pick out something relatively quick, yet when the waitress comes over Iíve completely forgotten. I think I tell her this and then end up ordering the thing I wanted. I have taken a small edible and I think itís kicking in. Everything feels slightly fuzzy and a little funnier. I laugh at small things but am not completely out of it. The food shows up and I start with my rice and beans. About halfway or so through them, I start to think there is no entrťe on the plate. I then find it on the far side of the plate, a tiny, smothered burrito. I am about to start it when I notice that everyone else looks just about finished, making me a little self conscious.
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    8. Monday, March 29

      by , 06-09-2021 at 09:52 PM
      I am walking up to a larger seeming store, apparently to return a bag of dog food. I notice that people entering and exiting through the foyer donít have masks on, so Iím thinking itís not something we have to worry about anymore. Still, I have a mask in my hand and/or pocket that Iím ready to put on. I canít do it before I enter because of my carrying this large bag. Just a few steps into the foyer, a masked employee tells me to put on a mask. Now, I am further into the large, busy store. Iím at what looks like a hardware or even food counter and around the side of it is a place to return the bag. I walk over and set it down in front of the 2-3 indifferent male employees. Again, I donít notice many masks. Now, I am leaving and Melissa is driving. We seem to be at the top of the hill. It is typical Nevada, yet there is something scenic about it. I think it may be that some greenery is starting to show. Melissa starts taking us the wrong way. I can see this on a map on my phone? There is a loop and had she gone the other direction weíd quickly be where we need to be, but sheís taken the long way that includes a few switchbacks. I think I mention this and it upsets her. I think this way ends up being very pretty. When we get back, I look at the map to see exactly where that was.
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    9. Saturday, March 27

      by , 06-09-2021 at 09:51 PM
      I am scraping my tongue with some kind of brush. It almost seems like a toothbrush, but with a bigger head. The bristles are a very hard plastic and very close together. After a scrape or two, I see that it is very effective. Despite what it has already removed, there is still a thick layer of bright green gunk on my whole tongue. Melissa is here and I either tell her or think to myself that I donít want her to look.
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    10. Thursday, March 25

      by , 06-09-2021 at 09:50 PM
      I am in Brittneyís new place (it doesnít really look like her new place), with Melissa. It seems dim either outside or in here. Right now, itís just Melissa and me in the living room, and I donít see Brittney. The living room is long and narrow, including a couch, tv, fireplace, and sliding door at its end. Each is staggered to give an illusion of multiple areas within the one. I tell Melissa that I like this, but she doesnít seem to be listening too closely. I get up and, thinking that was all of the apartment, discover a new space. It is seen only from the kitchen and is another small living room with a bedroom at each end. It doesnít have much dťcor but does have some random things on the floor. Now, we are about to go somewhere. I am outside, down by the pool. There is a deep washing machine inset in the ground, through which I am looking for shorts to put on because itís going to be warm out. The clothes seem damp, and I toss them into the empty pool as I go. Once Iím almost all the way through, it occurs to me that it made no sense to throw them all in there. I consider spreading them out a bit so theyíll dry? Now I am by a larger, black truck. It seems to only have two front seats, one of which is just a space and not a seat. I donít think I see a steering wheel. I think this truck is either Russian or belongs to a Russian, but I refer to it as Ivan something in my head. I am now driving the truck. It is dark out and the truck seems more normal inside. On the display screen I see a text pop up, someone asking if Iím on my way. There is an option on the bottom to change the language.
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    11. Tuesday, March 23

      by , 04-02-2021 at 06:27 AM
      I am removing a hypodermic needle from my left hip. It is very wide, nearly as wide as a pencil. I start with some haste but soon begin to feel it tugging the skin, which slows my pace. I grimace through the last few uncomfortable moments, feeling deeply woozy.




      I am traversing some snowy ledge, seemingly the outer edge of a sidewalk, 20-30 feet above a body of water (Lake Tahoe?). I donít feel cold, and in fact I remove my tie dye Grateful Dead shirt. For me this is fun, and I even consider jumping into the water, but never do.
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    12. Monday, March 22

      by , 04-02-2021 at 06:25 AM
      Iím in a larger, open, minimalistic building. It seems like a restaurant or coffee shop, though there is nothing out on the counters or put on the walls that would indicate either way. I am arriving as if I work here. The first person I run into behind the long, low counters is my ex Reilly. She looks pretty much just like she used to, if not a little older. I think her hair is styled up somehow. I think we begin talking, and she comes across rather rude, ruder than when weíve ran into each other in the past. She must be wearing a crop top or something similar, as I notice a pronounced scar on her stomach above the hip bone. I think I notice one or two others, and donít remember them ever being there.
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    13. Saturday, March 20

      by , 04-02-2021 at 06:25 AM
      I am in some building. It seems to mold around the surrounding terrain and/or go below it. The architecture is minimalistic but sleek, dark wood and darker walls. Everything seems angular as well. I am looking for a restroom and find one, an opening, at an angle, in a wall. I enter and follow it, a longer hallway. It seems both open and private, and I love this effect and its subtle opulence. I think before I fully get into the restroom I arrive at a corner that opens into a larger space. Off to the left the building is open to the terrain, a rock grade with a small trickle of water. In front of me is the main opening, a vault type space, the far side of which is a wall coming out of the terrain, with a large, high window. Through the window I see some tables and two old men sitting at them. I take a picture of the scene and when I look back at it, the men look ominous and familiar. (They look like Ken Rose and the old customer at work with a ponytail and pebble mask). I think I take a turn and end up making it to the actual restroom.




      I am in a car with Vladimir Nabokov, him in the driverís seat and me in the passengerís. He has a piece of paper, on which there is a line of symbols that I think repeat. Iím not sure the objective here, if there is any, but heís found a clever way to pencil in a few to perfectly look like the outline of a house (he gets two or three on the larger sheet). I think this somehow correlates to his last name.
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    14. Monday, March 15

      by , 04-02-2021 at 06:23 AM
      I am at work, and someone is looking for The Fountainhead. Over in the classics section, I canít find a single copy, or any Ayn Rand for that matter. I think I even check Fiction just to be sure. Luke is here, so I ask if heís seen one. He says no, but does help look around. I think I finish up with the customer when he brings over a tall, thick (textbook size) paperback. Apparently it is a version of the Fountainhead without any editing? I go to find the customer to suggest it, but by the time I do this book looks like itís about something else entirely.
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    15. Sunday, March 14

      by , 04-02-2021 at 06:22 AM
      Iím at work when Reillyís mom Cully comes in. She recognizes me and seems happy to see me. We talk for a little bit.




      Something about a seemingly endless house.
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