I have a very colorful dream life that i have for years wanted to record. I have tried in the past to journal my dreams but I just can't seem to keep papers/journals/or anything quite together. Alex's computer is a safe bet, It isn't mine so it can't be broken or lost!

I hope that diving a little deeper into my dream world will help me sort out my waking life and entertain along the way.

So I will start with last night:

I am running along a trail that starts at the edge of a familiar town. I feel very light and agile, jumping from rock to rock for fun. As I am running I pay attention to the way I am breathing and the rhythm of my strides. It is twilight and the air is crisp and comfortable. I start on more of an incline that goes through strangers yards, cute little homes, old peeling white paint, overgrown gardens, sweet smelling flowers. There are old brick stairs that i climb and then the trail continues into a more wooded area. I come upon rolling hills that are covered in vivid green young soft grass. I slow down and study the scenery. I continue on the trail that continues up and up. The trail becomes granite with years of wear. The granite becomes more boulder and I climb to the top of a giant slab, my heart pounding and my lungs feel strong! I exclaim "I feel great!!!" I start laughing at myself because i feel wild and crazy and I see myself red-faced, curly wind blown hair. I look to my right and see the town below. It is very dark now. I lay down on the rock. it is very cool. I look up at the stars and see a shooting star that disappears behind the trees. I hear a mountain lion growl in the distance and i spring to my feet. I gotta get the shit out of here! I think to myself and start sprinting down another path. My feet are flying, becoming hard for me to stop because it is so steep, but it is fun and bound from rock to rock with ease. I reach a freeway and walk along till i get to an overpass.

I walk over the freeway and walk to the back of some kind of packaging factory, I know that i should not go in...but of course i do. I sneak behind these shelves and I see a man driving a fork lift with plastic wrapped timber piled high to the ceiling. A few other men walk by and i think they see me snooping and i get scared that i will be caught and I run back out the door.

It has snowed since I was in that factory so I put on my skis and head down a slope. This transforms into an intense race between several skiers and myself. I zip around corners where I occasionally see a fallen skier with shin bones sticking through skin and other terrible accidents. This isn't a race with a winner or loser, it is purely survival. Life or death. I start skiing through streets of an empty city. I am confused about where I am suppose to go. I ski in circles, passing the same streets over and over. I'm going to die. I need to get home! I am so cold, but then I remember a way home, I have been down this one street when I was 7, my dad drove me to singing lessons, I remember this street!

The snow melts and I take off my skis and walk along the river that the snow melt is creating. I will walk home and I will be able to see my family! I end up at these giant pools of water and river and my family has been there waiting for me. I start picking up pebbles and examining them. I put pretty ones in my pocket. I will make something with these beautiful stones! Jacquie will know what to do with them! I start clawing in the pebbles down in the dark pools and I notice a glint of something. GOLD! I knew it! I knew there was gold in the river. I start pulling out nugget after nugget! I can't wait to show Alex! He will be so proud of me for finding all this gold and now we can pay rent and take a vacation! I go to fetch him and he looks through my gold and tosses them back in the river one by one. I dont even have to ask him...how could I have been so stupid. "Fools gold Jillian" says alex the geologist.