Three sequence dream:

1. I have to harvest carrots. The carrots are golden orange and shiny. They are as tall as me and as wide as maples. Two gardeners are helping me to harvest. I’m overwhelmed. T. is with me to help harvest. I don’t know why T. is here. T. seems distant although she is excited about the carrot crop.


2. I am walking on “Moon St.” in an alternative fiction, “Portland, Oregon.” I’m omw to the youth hostel. It is a block away. I think about calling S. and E. This is a recurring dream.


3. This seems to be the second segment although write of it, thirdly. I’m playing at LARP. I’m paying the bill. I don’t get along very well with the rules or the players. I quit early because I don’t want to get violent.