Twoshadows

Last night's dream:

I was standing with a friend that reminded me a little of Marsha. We were at what was supposed to be her house. We were looking out at the hills and canyon behind her house. One of the hills was tall and rolling and had stone walls dividing it into squares. In each square someone had planted a diffferent crop making the hill full of different colors. I commented how it looked like a patchwork quilt. And I reminded my friend how different that looked from hills back home which were all made of smooth rock.

Then we looked across the canyon and saw a guy who was jumping on what looked like a very large pogo stick. The friend commented on how this guy annoyed her and how he was always showing off. Then before our eyes his pogo stick (with him on it) went over the edge of the cliff. We saw him fall 70 feet or so to the bottom. I was horrified. I knew there was no way someone could take a fall like that and live. But then to my surprise he got up and came our way. He started talking to us. He seemed giddy and disoriented. I knew we should take him to the hospital. But my friend didn't seem to want to. Finally she gave in saying that we had to be at the hospital later for a meeting (or party?).