09/19/10
Wild Bus Ride
I am in the city to see an event of some sorts. I'm walking on a college like quad. Others are also walking here, some to see this event. It is night time and I look up at the sky. There are meteorites and comets, quite a sky show, but I do not seem to be to impressed. I walk to the building where the event is being held. The event seems to be over and people are leaving. I decide that I should also be going home. I am not sure where this home is other than it is a destination I want to get to. I walk to the street where I meet a woman going the same way. There is no one about, so I ask her if she is going the same direction as me. She is going the same way and we agree to walk together. She does not seem to want to talk much and is wearing a hooded jacket. We walk a ways together. I believe I know where I am, but it seems that I have much longer way to go than I thought. I wish the woman would be more open. She says now that she needs to go down another street in a different direction. I am sorry to see her go but I want to continue to my destination. I continue by myself for a while, walking and looking at the buildings along the street. A car pulls up. Someone who seems to know me asks if I would like a ride. The car is a convertible and there are a couple of other people with him. I get in and we continue down the street. The people want to go into the city, but I would just rather continue to my destination. We make a turn and start going toward the center of town. I am not happy about this but accept that we are going a different way. We go a short way when we come to a railroad crossing. There are about 10 tracks crossing the road. It seem like a switching yard area and we have to proceed slowly across the tracks. I look and a train is coming from the right. The car stops on the tracks. I look left and an engine is coming toward us from the other direction. We start to make a U-turn, but are moving very slow. I tell the driver to hurry up. He says he has the car floored and that there is something wrong with it. We slowly make our turn and get off the tracks. I get out of the car and decide to continue walking to my destination. I leave the people with the car. It is very dark out and I am in a poor black neighborhood. There are people in the street. I do not want to stay here long, so I start to run thinking that I won't be around long enough to be noticed. I run past people hoping I won't be attacked. I am almost back to my street when some one jumps out and grabs me. It gives me quite a start, but it is a white guy who says he has been waiting for me. He owns a shop on the street. He says that I have special ability. He shows me a sword and says that I will be able to kill the gang members with it. I protest and say that I can not possibly do this. He says that I won't actually be doing the killing, but that my ability is that I am telepathically connected to his laser device that will kill the gang members. I don't want anything to do with his scheme, and want to continue on to my destination. I just leave him and continue walking down the street. As I am walking I start talking with another DC. He says that we can take the bus. We go to the bus stop and wait for a short time and a bus comes. We get onto the bus and continue down the street. The bus stops for a while for some unknown reason. I ask the driver if we can continue; he gives a startled expression and starts driving. The person I am with says, 'No don't tell him to go yet!', but the driver has already started. I am looking out the window. It is still nighttime and seems to be winter time. There is lots of ice on the road. Suddenly the bus lurches and goes into a big skid across the street. No sooner than the bus driver recovers from the skid, the bus starts skidding the other direction. The bus driver seems to be speeding up and continues to be sliding all over the street in these frightening slides across the street. Finally the we come to a stop in a huge skid that causes a wave of ice and slush to cover the bus. I get out and am not sure how the others in the bus made out. A couple of people walk out, they seem a bit shaken. The man I was with is carried out. He is covered in frozen ice and slush and looks dead. I think it strange that all the people who joined up with me today have gone their own ways. I still need to get to my destination...

Day Residue:
I was planning a trip into the city for sometime in the near future.

False Memories:
The route I was on was familiar, but the detail were not correct.

Faulty Reasoning:
Not being impressed by the meteorites in the sky. Not knowing where I was, or the nature of the event I was at. My destination was ultimately to get home but the direction I was going not right. I was trying to get back to an old neighborhood where I grew up in the city. Running hoping that there will not be time for people to notice me. Believing that I was connected to the mans killing machine. Wanting to continue to my destination after the wild bus ride.