Dream Journal

I had gone to work at Definition 6 again and it was all different — rich oak furniture, no monitors, and very few workers. I thought I was supposed to come in Monday and Tuesday but thought maybe I was wrong and left.

Then I left and Rebecca was with me. We came to a fence and while trying to cross it I remembered as a dream that she and I had been to the beautiful mountain place. At the time I likened it to the Dark Tower but it was more like the Tower, except lush and beautiful and untamed. We had gone on an adventure that crossed many areas of the steep hill. The memory was so beautiful that tears came to my eyes and I was very moved by emotion.

Then we left the area and went for the car. It was at a college. We saw the car, but the license plate said “Collection.” Someone changed it! And they were driving off in it! So we jumped into the car, Rebecca driving, and chased it. Eventually I became the driver. It wasn’t until later that I realized this folly and said “The car that I’m looking for is THIS one” and pointed straight down. I felt so silly and a little embarrassed.