08 Jan 2014

Well, most of this dream is really vague. The only clear thing I recall is getting out of the truck that Y.E. was driving. After that I am guessing at the rest by the feeling ,which is that it wasn’t me alone getting out but that I was slowly helping a lot of people out of the truck one-by-one. as though we had arrived at a long-awaited destination, like a beautiful conservation area and I just was standing by the door, holding it open, and holding people’s hands as they stepped out and down.

There was another image of a hall and presentation but the details are really foggy.

This morning as i was making breakfast, the memory of J.F. was really prominent. remembering that experience with fondness. Kinda missing him and also wishing him best wherever he is in life right now.

As I sat with this more details emerged but still disjointed:

peter (the happiest guy from work)

in a motor home

traveling at night

Y.E.’s not there but there is the feeling of escaping him which is not really free

others are afraid

6 guys piled into the motor home

i get out

i’m their boss? or have a program? game set up?

designing something…