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Ok so I remember becoming lucid and doing a RC and after that I thought of the dream ending I could feel me waking up and I said "crap" then I woke up!

2.5.14 Wednesday

Woke up in the morning around 9:45

Took a nap at 12:50. Took 8mg of GM and 300mgs of Choline just as I was going to lay down.

My cat was sleeping on my chest, so I was having hard time falling asleep. Everytime I exhaled, she batted her ear, because my breath was tickling her. So after an hour at 1:50 I said that's enough, I got up to go potty and also to put the kitty by my feet.

As falling asleep, another cat woke up and jumped up on me, eventhough I was laying on my left side, and he is a huge cat. Had hard time finding comfy spot, so he jumped off in 10 min or so.

Now, I was ready for business. I was disappointed that I didn't feel a thing from GM. But it came fast. I got a huge headrush and woke up in my bedroom. I stood up and on wobly feet I walked to my living room to ask my dad if he can see me. (we live thosands of miles apart). He says yeah, he can see me. I ask ok, but nothing strange? He says well you have two shirts on and it shows on the bottom. I'm like yeah, that's ok (I did have 2 shirts on and they were showing like that IWL).

I said, I think I'm OBE, so I'm making sure I am. I got to the opened window and I say now I'm gonna jump out and I sure hope I really am OBE. I figured I get out the window just a bit and if I dont fall down fast, I'm ok. So I did that and I slowly floated down.

Then I flew up, and to the roof.

Huge headrush again. I see images of guys flying in front of me. Not covering the whole field of view. Just like a postcard in the middle. The are dressed up, like characters from cartoons. The image changes and now they are characters from Star Wars Legos. I figure I try to get there. I say "I am there" and it suckes me in the picture. Now I'm flying alongside these guys in a long, gently curving corridor. Byt the walls are huge plastic bins full of lego pieces. Then I'm flying alone.

Another transition in my bed of my childhood. I hear some mean growls, so I want to speed up the transition to get out of there fast. I'm flying in a corridor. It's getting dark and I'm slowing down. I'm like "ok, you gonna be like that? Then at least give me some sex." And I get it.

This is really choppy. But. Went out to a beach with a female friend. She ditched me at some point to go talk to some guys, I was walking around looking for food. I went to the top of a brick tower, and watched the beach. I then went and got my camera out of the car, ran into my Mum, forgot what we talked about though. I grabbed my camera, and walked down the beach. While I was waiting for the sun to rise, I was looking at the mountain behind me, as the sun was hitting it first, because it was so tall. So I took photos of that, but when I turned around, the sun had already risen and was past that beautiful orange and pink colors.

I ended up my horse. I was at some rainforest I think with Sam, and she was.. I'm not sure.
But I was running around with my horse, and the place was beautiful. I lost something at one point, it was light, so started flying away up a small crack. So I left Benny and ran up there, trying to jump over rocks and ledges. I caught up with it though.
When we took the horse back, we stopped infront of Dads shed, because I had to clean in it. And Benny just kept laying down, because she was so tired.

And then Me, my brothers, some random kids, and my parents and Kevin were at a holiday house. Some of Kevin's 'sisters' came over, and we were all sitting around the table talking. And then Mum asked me to leave the room.
So I was like... What the fuck do I need to leave the room for?
And they she wanted to talk. So I had to leave. I walked around and looked for my phone, it was some crappy one.
I found it. And then a 'grandma' came, and she's really bitchy.
I still wasn't allowed in.
They came out, Dad left, Mum took everyone in a drive in the car.
I tried finding Kevin, and he was gone too.
I messaged my friend, she said Mums going crazy in the car.
They came back, and I went to talk to mum, demanding what she said.
She said I couldn't date him because I said I wasn't.
And the grandma and sisters didn't want me to because I was a slut.
And so I stood up to the grandma, and called her a bitch, and she went to punch me, and I woke up.

A powerful old dead woman who I'd known when she was alive has possessed a young girl I know, a friend's kid, in high school. She's essentially holding the kid hostage in order to make some demand of me, and I'm refusing her. Another girl, a friend of the possessed one, can't understand why I won't just give in to the dead woman's demands and save her friend, she's very distraught. There's some weapon or power source that used to be sealed away in the ground, and I'm threatening to reseal it, so the dead woman won't be able to access it. She thinks I'm bluffing, because that'd be bad for me too, but I'm willing to do it. She says to me that I don't appreciate the strain she's putting this body under; she's using magic constantly at a level that may seem reasonable to me and her, but which is unsupportable for a kid like this, she'll burn out if it continues.

As the same character, I'm walking across a high school gym, intending to get some coffee. It's after school hours, and there's a group of kids here playing basketball. They keep disappearing and reappearing, teleporting short distances. I'm thinking of it as one of those games with rules that only kids understand, and thinking how great it is to see them given a chance to just come together and play around like normal kids. In the hall on the other side of the gym, I meet up with a guy in a suit and trenchcoat who's also watching the game. He says something along the lines of "I can't believe you (pl.) were able to find so many."

I was at this theme park that i could not recognize. There was a roller coasters from what i could see. I went into this restaurant. It had walls made of metal. I thought that was unusual . I sat down on an arcade game. It had a key board with a chair that reminded me of a racing game. It also had two controls for each arm that looked like part of an aviation game. The game was so realistic I thought I was in the game. The environment seemed like a jungle in the night. There was a militia with tanks and they were prepared for something. I was running with a huge line of people out of the trees into this field with giant puddles of black murky water. These hog like creatures were chasing us and making people fall on the ground. I don't know why. At first I thought they were the reason we were running. Then all of a sudden i heard a loud roar and it was this dinosaur like creature with weapons attached to it. I remember once I seen him the shock put my consciousness back into the arcade game chair I was sitting in all along. I could see all the controls I was pressing. I forgot what the keyboard was for but it helped. The aviation controls were used to shoot missiles and fire guns. I think i was controlling other people too. Some of the militia had (avatar) type mechs. I lost in the game and it was over. I looked at the name of the arcade game and it said Godzilla. I was confused though because i had never seen any Godzilla game like that in my life. I looked to my side and seen one of my close friends on one of these arcade game chairs to the left of me. He was at the far left. There was three of these chairs in a row. Then i see my Grandpa, two uncles and mom's bf walk in. One of my uncles sat in the last game chair that wasn't occupied. My Grandpa stood on the right of me and he started talking to me. While he was talking to me, my uncle on the left pulled out some weed without letting my Grandpa notice and he asked me quietly if i wanted to smoke. I said yeah. I interrupted my Grandpa and told him to sit down at table and wait for us to be done with the game. I knew he would say okay because he is very old and would rather sit than stand. As soon as he left My uncle took a hit out a small bowl. There was a little bit of smoke that was visible and as soon as i thought that, my other uncle appeared on my right side where was my grandpa was standing and said "oh you guys are smoking I have some too, i just don't have anything to smoke out of " when I looked at my uncle I seen my mom's bf standing behind him. He asked my mom's bf if he wanted to smoke. He told him i got the wrap and ill roll it. For some reason my uncle asked me if it was worth it. I just said yeah. The two of them sat down on a table that was next to the arcade game on the right side to roll it. After that my uncle that was sitting next to me gave me the little pipe and a white lighter. I looked around to make sure no one was looking. Everyone was just at their tables eating comfortably. A little boy fell on the floor and started rolling around next to me and that made me paranoid. Then a worker came out of the staff room that was in the middle of the games and the table that my other uncle and mom's bf were at. The coast was clear after that and I remember taking a hit of the weed. It must have been top shelf or something because I had an instant effect. I made sure not to let any smoke out. Nobody noticed what we were doing. I gave the pipe back to my uncle and because of the weed i forgot if I was giving him the right lighter back. I checked in my pockets and found a blue bic lighter that was bigger. I asked him wait which lighter is mine and which one is yours? He made a face like he knew which one was his but he just stood quiet and waited for me to make a decision. I ended giving him my blue one. I just said " I don't know which one is yours I'm really high." After i gave it to him i had a feeling i gave him the wrong one but i didn't say anything. it just reassured me that my uncle would steal from me. I looked back at my game screen and noticed that the game had changed by itself. I was shocked. Then it changed to street fighter vs. Capcom. The screen had venom v.s someone else. I wanted to play it but i was so high I just looked at it in amazement. Then everything started fading and I woke up.

I do not advise anyone to smoke marijuana in real life. I just had to share this dream because I was going to start writing my dreams on this website today anyways.
I also took 3mg of melatonin last night before i went to sleep. That is most likely why I remember this dream so vividly.

I listened to a subliminal mp3 to help with my recall last night. It seemed to work pretty well!

02.05.2014

Intimidation (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I seem to be in a high school gym class with Alex and other random students. We are about to begin a swim lesson. Oddly, we have on regular clothes and are standing at the steps of an empty pool.

While we're waiting on the teacher, a gang of older boys approaches us. They begin aggressively insulting us, to the point that I'm afraid it will get violent. I decide to step in with my own unique intimidation tactic. I take a step toward the guys and begin barking like a rabid dog, setting a crazed look in my eyes. My friends giggle nervously, but the guys take a step back. I continue my crazed barking, practically foaming at the mouth and spewing spit in the leader's face with each angry snarl. The fear in his eyes is perfect.

"Man, we don't want anything to do with you freaks, anyway." The leader scoffs, calling off his gang. As they walk away, I can't resist making one final jab at them.

"Oh, sorry. You guys are so ugly that I must have mistaken you for dogs!"

The boys turn around slowly, dangerously. "Oh, you're gonna pay for that," the leader fumes. He comes at us again, this time brandishing what appears to be a prison shank. Alex and I use our martial arts skills to wrest the shank from him, just as our teacher arrives to send the gang away.

02.05.2014

Land Sharks (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I am at my mom's house with Cheyenne, though no one else is around. We're trying to figure out where everybody is when we hear a huge commotion outside. Looking out, I see two huge construction vehicles completely demolishing the front yard. When I go out to confront them, the vehicles burrow underground and attempt to come up underneath my feet to kill me. I am forced to fly in order to avoid death.

02.05.2014

Lost (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I've already missed my first class of the day because I can't find my way out of the college's main building. I'm getting desperate since it's not much longer until my second class is supposed to start.

While wandering, I come upon a party being held in one of the upstairs rooms. I had forgotten that there were supposed to be several parties up here today. This one looks extremely high-class and fancy--- aside from the strippers pole dancing at the corners of the room! My boss and coworker are running the sound system for this party. They seem to be focusing more on the strippers than on their job.

I'm not supposed to be here, so I try to leave without drawing attention to myself. I go out a door, thinking I've finally found the exit. Instead, I come out on the roof. It is a very nice view, but now I am beyond frustrated. "WHY!?" I scream. "Why am I on the roof!?" I hear a girl laughing behind me.

I turn around to see a girl dressed as Sleeping Beauty. She is one of the staff of another party that the school is hosting, which involves fairy tale princesses. "Took a wrong turn?" she asks.

I grin sheepishly. "Yeah. I'm kinda lost."

"Want me to show you the way?"

I think about it, but I'm pretty embarrassed about the situation already. "Nah, I'll find my way out eventually. I should really know my way around my now anyway, since it's my second year here."

She giggles. "Yeah, you really should."

I go back inside and wander into a room that appears to be an occultist bookstore. I never knew this was here! I am about to look around, when I hear the Sleeping Beauty girl behind me. "You're going entirely the wrong way," she teases. "You should go to the north-west wing."

I admit that I have an atrocious sense of direction and have no idea which way northwest is from where we are. "Just follow me!" she insists. I relent, following her though the door that FINALLY takes me outside. We seem to be on the street rather than on campus, however.

Sleeping Beauty is very enthusiastic as we walk, bursting into song and twirling around the sidewalk. I smile, unable to help being smitten by her liveliness.

Suddenly, the scene changes as the dream begins to deteriorate. Sleeping Beauty is narrating a story from her childhood, in which she wants to catch a phoenix to bring an end to the harsh winter. I am shown flashes of a phoenix, then the terrible scene of the girl's frozen corpse nailed to a wooden stake, alone in a blizzard. The last image before I awaken is the face of an evil dragon, mocking the girl's death.

2.5.14 Wednesday

Last night, bed 10:30 - 9am

DR 2:30 am
I'm walking with some people to another town to see Broncos training opened to public. We are walking on a berm. As we come to a small refresment shop, I wanna buy hot chocolate for my mom and soda for me. Lady behind the counter is asking for my ID. I tell her we are not buying any booze, nor we are driving.

Standing outside, narrow streets, village type houses, huge buses drive right by us.

DR morning

I'm outdoors in a place that looks like riverbank near the place I grew up at. Somebody is taking me up the small hill. It's dusty, very little vegetation, just as it looks in summer. We stop at some wooden artifact sticking out of the ground. Dont remember what it was.

We walk a bit and come to second artifact. It's a front end of a wooden boat. I can tell it's ancient. I touch it with amazement and respect. The wood is soft, but in very good condition. I see and offical looking label on it. Something that you would expect to see on an item in a museum. So I ask, if officials have already found it, why they dont escavate it and take it to safety.

I know this boat is from Peru. So I'm speculating, how it got to US. Maybe a huge flood?

DR morning

I'm outside laying on a sandy soil. Very little vegetation. Next to me is someone also laying down. There is a firefighter treating us. The other person was bit by a snake. So the medic is asking us, on the scale of 1-10, how stupid we were to come out there where snakes are. And if we would go there again. I tell him, that I was not bitten by a snake, I got twisted knee. And yes, I would still go there again, and be same carefull of snakes as I was today. My knee doesn't hurt, but I know he gave me something for pain.

Something interesting. Okay, so two people are talking for a little bit. The “owner” (became a god of the nearby town or something I don’t really know) of this giant white palace I can only describe as a square coliseum with no bottom says she needs to go shopping. After she leaves, the other guy, who is joined by two other people now, breaks some breakable terrain that kind of looks like the stone blocks from ssb Brawl. I am going to start to call this guy Patrick of P for the sake of having a name. I don’t remember much of one partner he had, but the other one wore all black. And had a concealing hood that made him/her (I am going to go with her) look like a black blob. She complains that we are going up against bottomless drops and she doesn’t want to go back. Not like I have any idea of how she left hell the first time, but whatever. P wears a really badly made shirt.

At about 9:30 last night I read a mad lib from the internet I filled out, and whenever they asked for a body part, I submitted either cracked anus or red bull wings (like at the end of those commercials. I could always remember this YouTube video; search sse abridged and the first video it is really funny you should watch it. Anyways “[while flying with wings] Oh, no I am going to, oh wait, I had a Red Bull this morning"). The point is Patrick had both qualities, [dont ask me how I knew about the cracked anus part] and despite having just sprouted wings literally, the shirt wasn’t even remotely there; no tear was created. Oh, and that shirt was so unevenly made it went half the way up his ribcage on one side, and went down halfway on his thigh or just his waist I don't remember. Oh, and he wore really generic black sweatpants shorts. As Patrick used this ridiculous machine to slowly float down, (red bull is inconsistent; don’t chance it if you find yourself sprouting wings from Red Bull in your dreams, or do, It’s not my call but it fits this story I guess), he proclaimed that “All want to get back at [the owner] now. This means everything will go my way.” Indeed it did, until that same owner came back. I am thinking "he's messed this up"

“That’s it, you come by, give me your usual talk, and then this happens.”

“Yeah, I’ve guessed I’ve really fucked myself now”

“Listen, I know we are of the same, we both are adventuring, wanting to venture wherever possible to feel all cozy inside, so I’ll pretend this never happened on three conditions; you walk slowly and take loud steps [so he stops trying to break in places, I don’t’ know but I don’t think she says the other two things or I forgot them.]” After climbing out Patrick did actually walk slowly in his nearly-knee-high boots and even comments on how everybody is so worked up about organizing workflow these days even when walking home, they still try to get there as fast as possible, and not even make an attempt to buy groceries or whatever or just enjoy nature on the way. I now take control, and the red bull wears off, I think. Now I help the townsfolk have some fun with my magic tiny dome shooting clawshot. Wth happened here. Cut to a failing family business claiming this week they will run out of spare cash.

I was thinking about this story all day (or so I think) and on the bus home, to which everybody is surprised at me even though I am not doing anything. I think “I can’t wait to write this story” *wakes up*. “wow” Also one other dream I was in school but everybody always takes caution around me. It was because the school was getting paranoid and they noticed I am really good at playing Payday. Third game I dont own that shows up dammit

I was playing basketball in a classroom with a team. I was horrible( like I couldn't throw far). I also cheated a lot, I would just walk with the ball instead of dribbling it. Then I was playing against this guy I used to work with. The ball changed into a rectangular plastic container. I got one shot in the net. I then went to the table at the back of the room to chop vegetables. The head chef wouldn't give the guy that worked with a chance at learning from him. Also the guy had friends who were drug addicts, so I think that is why the chef didn't trust him.

I was walking through different rooms in this building and one was outside in a playground. I was apparently in a athletic competition but I couldn't swing on the monkey bars cause I had a skirt on. I had a long discussion with the spectators about how climbing a wall is not an Olympic sport. Then they gave me a bottle of corn-syrup and I climbed the wall.

I then went to find another event but inside the building. The light was dim and I walked through this open hall. There was one classroom with a open door. I walked in and the class was watching a science movie. I left to go downstairs.

The downstairs room was all glass with plants growing all around. The air was really heavy and damp. I sat at the wooden table in the middle of the room. My old public school French teacher was there Madamoiselle B(she hadn't aged). I talked to her about her plants. I told her that I had a peace lily and my mother has an orchid that never stops blooming( which is true in wl)There was a green puppet like thing in front of me laying on the table. It felt like Madamoiselle B was controlling it but also not at the same time. The puppet had big eyes and it was strange cause one moment it would let me pet it and the next it would spazz out. It also made scrunched up faces at me. A girl next to me said that people confuse corn-syrup with something( I don't remember what the word was). I was still holding the corn syrup bottle.I pushed away from the table with my wheely chair and by accident bumped into her dog. I pet the dog for a bit even though it was a little dog and I don't much like them. I then looked through Madamoiselle B's inventory of purchases so that I could buy the dog food she bought.

There was a fragment where a specific building had to be placed right in front of a beach that a had a white arch on it. The scene panned out to show the building matching up to the white arch, the beach area, the water and across the lake the other beach.

There is more but I simply can't remember anything else.

Originally Posted by havago

Is week 9s target A (Kiml) King George Square, Brisbane, Australia?

After asking for a dream of target A (Kiml) I just woke from this dream.

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I wake up at the root of a wide-trunk tree, (Banyan Tree?)

I lean to my left to see around the trunk a bit and there is a person sitting, meditating. I notice I'm sitting cross-legged (was I just meditating?). I stand. There are a few meditaters around the tree. As I move away I see meditaters on lower ground but still in the shade of this tree.

A man moved off and I follow him (grey long floral-stripey tunic). Interestingly, I have to do my wobbly (neuropathic) walk to keep-up with him.

I ask him where he is from. He asks me

"Do you know about the (muslim-Indian) catastrophe?".

It is to hard for me to keep up with him on my neuropathic feet. I watch him stride accross a wide city road. Then I turn to go back to the Tree.

I look right, standing still and realise I am in Brisbane.

I am looking down on King George Square from Anne and Roma Street. (EOD)

Awake I Googled here is the best article I found:

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No Cookies | The Courier-Mail

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When I lived in the West End in 1977-87 the square had grass and a fountain but in the dream I just woke from, it was all cement and very hot looking.

It is 8am Saturday 1-February-2014. I am watching TV. Maybe the (Muslim, India) catastrophe is this:

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India's LGBT community crushed by decision to uphold a ban on homosexuality

MICHAEL EDWARDS UPDATED*WED 29 JAN 2014, 1:42 PM

AEDTMembers of India's gay and lesbian community say they're crushed by the decision of the country's highest court to uphold a ban on homosexuality.

The Indian Supreme Court dismissed an appeal against its judgement last December which re-criminalised gay sex.

That decision, which was supported by India's main religious groups, reimposed a maximum penalty for homosexual sex of life imprisonment.

Here is the link:

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India's LGBT community crushed by decision to uphold a ban on homosexuality - ABC News (Australian Broadcasting Corporation)

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Its as if my consciousness were taking a ride with 3 other persons one at a time. By "ride", I mean that its as if I were sharing in their own personal conscious experience, as if I were a part of their consciousness, experiencing directly what they are experiencing. I see what they see, feel what they are personally feeling, know their thoughts. At the same time I am aware of my own thoughts, my own feelings, and see also as if a observer from outside the experience. Its really a unique multi layered experience, all in one.

The first person seems as if a female who is into "God". Religious or spiritual as the case may be, she seems to be known as a believer in God. We travel north into a lush green park like area turning east along a roadway or drive and follow it as it turns south towards other people and a suburban type area. As we come into the other people they begin to persecute this woman for her beliefs. They ridicule and heckle her. They insult her and push her around. She endures their anger and hatred with a wall of pure love. She feels no anger, nor hatred towards them. She feels compassion for them, polite and caring for them in attitude and presence towards them even in the face of their persecution.

Then the dream shifts back to the beginning again and this time its with another person. A male gay person. The situation that develops is about identical towards this person as the last. Even the physical locations and settings are the same. This man is persecuted by those who hate gays and lesbians. He endure the same sort of heckling and persecution. Pushed and hit, he has the same love inside him as the previous woman did. The experience is nearly the same and his feelings of love, compassion, and caring , are as steadfast as the previous womans.

Dream shifts to a third person. This one is a black man, seemingly in his early 30's. The path traveled runs the same direction wise, but the roadway is wider and the scenery and landscape broader. This one is seemingly set in a past era, 50's or early 60's. This man is a man who is a talented repair man. He has a broad knowledge of repair and fixing things in general. He meets the same persecution as the previous two, this for no other reason than skin color.
This experience is a little different than the first two. There is way more detail to the instances of him being put down and put "in his place". While in the other 2 experiences, I did not really have any personal feelings, in this one I seem to marvel at this mans composure and the huge amount of love and compassion in this mans heart. I "hear" his thoughts each time he is confronted. One large white man puts him down and then tries to fix his own car. He don't want any black man to touch it, he knows what he is doing. The black man know how to fix the car and wishes the guy would just put his hate away and ask for help. There is great compassion here in this ones heart. Other things happen and my view is whisked above the scene as I begin to feel anger towards all these other people doing these things to this black man. My connection breaks and the dream ends.

This experience was profound. I was left with the thought of why I had taken hold of anger when these 3 people under direct provocation had not. Tells me I have more work to do inside myself. This is humbling.

1. [Non-lucid]

fragments:
Some sort of machine making or cleaning something


2. [Non-Lucid]
Walking somewhere when I notice my friend Nathan parked in his wheelchair against a dark grey wall,(its nighttime) hes trying to get help as his chair has broken and he can't move, I'm like...I can't help you and I just walk on by.

Fragments:
Nathan gets his chair fixed

Other dream fragments:
I'm at "the doughnut" (its a big roundabout in my town) and its raining, I see reflections on the wet tarmac, also i believe its nighttime and the lights are on.
Something yellow.

Possible dream signs:
Nathan

Due to having to rush off to college shortly, this dream is a vague fragment.

Firstly, a missed lucid opportunity. My favorite pair of trousers has the bottom of one of the legs slightly torn off. In the dream, said trousers had this part loose, but still attached, as opposed to cut off, like it usually is. I noticed this was unusual, but didn't become lucid.

Secondly, I was in my kitchen, sorting out everyone's breakfast: hot cross buns, for whatever reason. Aside from being quite vivid, there isn't much to this dream, other than my mother informed me that I could eat them all. Apparently, she wasn't hungry. Before I could enjoy my meal, the alarm went off.

I'm sitting in the passenger seat of a car I don't recognize. A man is driving the car. We're speeding on an empty highway in the middle of nowhere. It reminds me of the desert on the way to Las Vegas. I keep my eyes on the road and scenery, never once looking at the man driving. Even though I haven't seen his face, I know exactly who he is and I feel perfectly happy and safe with him. Out of the corner of my eye I notice him taking one of his hands off of the steering wheel, reaching it across the center console and holding it open. I look down at his open hand and smile. I place my hand in his, our fingers interlocking. He then lifts our hands towards his face and kisses the top of my hand a few times. I watch him do this and laugh. He lowers our hands back to the center console and says, "We're almost there."

Morning of February 5, 2014. Wednesday.



I am walking through a large vineyard with my beautiful wife Zsuzsanna in possibly mid-afternoon. I am uncertain of the location or region. A sense of love dominates the mood.

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