DREAM DIARY
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SEPTEMBER 02, 2008
I forgot much of this dream before I could "finish my drink, down my smoke" - er - uh "finish my smoke, down my drink" (from the Anthrax song "Born Again Idiot") and get my Dream Diary open for write.
In this dream, I had just moved to Juneau AK. USA.
Weather was reasonably pleasant, with partly cloudy skies and temperatures in the mid-50s Farenheit. I believe it was early-September. I do not remember being around any other people in this dream; though I do clearly remember seeing a mountain goat. I was in the downtown area for awhile, then I was somehow in West Juneau (across the bridge and on Douglas Island); above and slightly to the north of the house I grew up in as a child right where Nowell Ave. begins. I looked across Gastineau Channel to see if there were any cruise ships docked on the other side or anchored in the channel itself - but saw none.

This is pretty much all I can remember clearly enough to record here.



SEPTEMBER 04, 2008
Again, another dream for which I have a rather incomplete memory of, but I do remember enough of to record here.
I was in an open-air public market, not unlike the Pike Place Market in Seattle WA. USA - in fact, it may very well have *BEEN* the Pike Place Market. I was wandering somewhat aimlessly about - at times walking, and at times "floating" (hovering just above the ground but moving forward at approximately walking speed). At some point, I was eating a piece of fruit very reminiscent of an apricot; somebody told me that it was an apricot/apple hybrid, but the taste and texture had no hint of "apple" in it whatsoever. At another point, I decided that it was time to find the restrooms because I had to "go". I then encountered a ***VERY HOT*** looking young man (if you didn't know that I was a before, you know now! ) - probably in his mid-20s - and wondered if I could "go" if he was also in the restroom at the same time. I woke up shortly thereafter.



SEPTEMBER 11, 2008
I forgot much of this dream before I could "finish my drink, down my smoke" - er - uh "finish my smoke, down my drink" (from the Anthrax song "Born Again Idiot") and get my Dream Diary open for write.
In this dream, I was in San Francisco CA.
The first part of this dream is rather vague, but I do remember somebody asking me which part of town I lived in; I replied that I had just moved here and did not know. I also remember something about outdoor temperatures ranging from the mid- to upper 70s Farenheit.

In the second part of this dream, I was running for political office of some sort. I remember somebody reaching into a small area and pulling cables attached to pulleys; after a number of times doing so, I "magically" appeared inside some type of structure - possibly city council chambers. All of the furnishings and fixtures were made from a very dark-colored, somewhat shiny wood; approximately 50 other people were in the area, apparently just milling around and inspecting the furniture & fixtures like I was. Somebody had mentioned that the facility was 1,600 years old - I took note of just how good a condition my surroundings were for being that old.
Then I woke up.




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