Dream Journal

A bunch of us are traveling in this narrow river canyon on a raft. There are orange cliff walls around us and the river is 6-16 inches of crystal clear water over ripply orange sand. There was an otherworldly kind of daylight to it. I saw some people having fun cracking ice, so I jumped out and the river was covered in ice now. The others joined me. From time to time there were large deep openings in the river floor which led to deep caverns. In some parts of the river, it looked like red, blue, and yellow corn cobs the size of trees had fallen in.

Then this strange creature appeared with a table. He said if we paid him a dollar, he’d grant us a wish. I couldn’t find a dollar but told him I’d give him a cow-patterned mushroom dice. Then we decided to play a dice game. He said my die was worth $200.