I did not sleep very well last night. I got into bed at 22:00 ad slept well until 0:08. But I awoke with a start at that point and slept fitfully from then until 4:00. Nonetheless, I managed to host an array of dreams:
1) Van, murder
2) Pot, flat bowl, crystals, Magic-a-plenty
3) Sex dream—bodacious babe
4) A house, part of it ignored; exquisite creek, roots, bank
+ Sitting with Dr. Green and explaining to him the history of Dad and
5) In the city. Party somewhere. Af-Ams. Pot in bag. Going to a basketball
game. Babe in café (some from #4 or an Af-Am babe?) Going to visit her
in lieu of Brook. Run into Dad and he convinces me to turn around. I
had been going there too much. Friends think my decision not to visit
babe in café was dumb.
One. I was half-awake—or half-conscious of my waking breathing—for this one. I was lying asleep in a van or truck behind tinted glass when a very shady red van sidles up into the space next to mine. I was listening. They had guns and were talking about popping somebody. I was trepidated. Breathing very loudly and deliberately—afraid they could hear me and/or see me. This is where I think I was half-conscious; I was hearing my own actual breathing as I lay there half-asleep.
So they were getting ready to make their move. The whole apartment building I was parked at was shady. Another pair of headlights came by. It was nobody, but these guys (three of them) had stashed their guns (maybe down a little drainpipe). Two of them had headphones (or a boombox) on them. As the headlights landed on them, they acted like they were jamming with the music. One of the guys’ pants fell down to around his ankles to show green/brown boxers. One of them wore sunglasses. I don’t recall where they went from here.
Interlude. Women coming in from (same?) parking lot wearing half-dresses and rich dates. For tops, they wore whipped cream across their breasts. They were acting as though they were at the height of fashion.
Two. I guess I had an apartment in this same complex. I did not feel at all safe in this apartment. My bed was right next to a door that was wood surrounding a big pane of glass in the middle. This door and a window above the bed led directly to the outside.
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