I was a Gypsy fortuneteller on the run with an older woman. We were hiding someone in our luggage. We had reached a point I thought would be safe when I remembered the man we were hiding and started to fret that he had suffocated. We opened up the box containing him–a large clear plastic bin with a white lid–and started lifting out the layers of newspaper we had piled on top of him. They were compressed down. I imagined him face-down with the paper molded around his face, blocking his nose, his mouth. Finally we peeled up the last layers of paper and there was nothing there. He had vanished from the box. I felt a strange relief.

I was at a TDR meeting for Suikoden 21, Part 2, which LucasArts was going to put out. I kept wanting to chime in and say that I was the lead rewriter for the project, but I couldn’t remember which version I had worked on.

Other things too: Running through the park by El Camino Hospital to try and find help for someone.

Standing in a dim living room with 2 people on the couch; something to do with the Incredible Hulk.

A card showing a heart made out of a school of overlaid red and yellow-striped fish–they were all over the picture, and the ones forming the heart were at a lower level than the rest.

I was in Silent Hill and I was trying to find items I could use. I walked around through an old junkyard, climbed over greasy walls, etc. and was running my hands over piles of junk to see which would disappear when I touched them.

I heard Karen talking about me from behind a wall.

I had to wake up early to take Bedhead to the vet. (This was the dream immediately preceding the day when I really did have to.) I went with Kyle across the street to the animal shelter, and when we got there, we realized we’d forgotten the pig (we drove) and had to turn around and go back. This time, though, we forgot something else and had to go back again.

We got to the vet and had to wait a long time. It was fairly dark in the office. We were gathered around a table for a class. I was so tired. People there were turning in homework. “Do I have to do that?” I said, with a mildly panicky feeling because I hadn’t done the homework and I didn’t even know what it was. “Only if you’ve been waiting here for more than one day,” said someone. They had all been waiting in the vet’s waiting room for days! It had the feeling of the grim castaways playing cards in the belly of the whale in Baron Munchausen. We watched a video and then John Carlson came in with a video of gnomes in a war, dubbed in German, because there was something funny he wanted to show everyone.