Turquoise Dreams

12.22.14 Saturday

Last night, bed at 11:30 - 6:10am Didn't fall asleep till after midnight.

DR sometimes before 6am
I'm sitting in some kind of a vehicle. We are sitting by the wall, facing sideways, not forward. My mom is by my left side. I see a crew member by my moms left side. He is lighting something in his hand. Then he throws it into the opening on the bench by my moms left hand. It starts the engines and big flames shoot out from the hole. My mom screams in terror. The crewmember says maybe he should have warned us. I say, yeah, he shouldhave.

DR at 6:10am

I'm walking on a very wide street. Lots of people are walking with me, slowly. There is some rubble on both sides of the street. As I look ahead, I see some bombed out tall buildings, with smoke rising from them. People are carrying small suitcases and small bundless of possessions.

I feel like we are in the neighboring country, walking home to our country, after war has ended. But not everybody is walking back. I see a musician on some kind of a raised platform, tinkering with his black and silver electric guitar. I find it strange, but I think they are preparing to celebrate the end of the war.

On my right side, there is a river with slow moving, dirt colored water. Like rivers are in winter. it feels like it's fall or winter. There are some people on the barge, also musicians. And 2 technicians are looking at two floodlights on a tiny platform on the water. They are trying to figure out how to make it all work again after the war, or just making sure it will work properly for the celebrations.