i start to think about the different angles that the sun will be at at different times of the year. i discuss it with brad. that's easy, he says, and starts to talk about how you just divide by four and then four again. i can't picture what he's talking about. i don't know what to divide. i pull up something from some other reference (internet, probably) and find something about dividing the sky into 14ths, but it is from some old source (ptolemy wrote.. but it wasn't him). that's almost 4x4 (16), so it starts to make sense. at some point i start to figure it out.

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i am with my sister in humboldt. we're with one other person i think. we walk into this field where there are some horses and other random stuff. for some reason we think/hear that there is supposed to be a bunch of realaudio files here to listen to. someone else has the mouse, so i tell them to click on some .ra files in the middle of the field (there are other files there too). no luck.

i start to play with a stick, using it as a cane. i'm having a little bit of trouble standing (again), but it's kind of fun to walk around. the stick as a little cup type thing on the end and a groove so that you can kind of hook it around stuff. there is a small horse or calf or animal of some sort. apparently we came to the field in hopes of hearing realaudio, and i try to hook the stick around one of the animals legs so that we can hear the realaudio sample.

clare shows up (i hide the fact that i was about to hook the animal) and tells us that we are supposed to help dad cut some trees or something. we were supposed to help dad fix the trail he was doing before because he didn't do teh sun thing quite right. clare leaves, and cheyenne and i start to clean up the clearing (which is quite a mess for some reason). we're kind of confused about what we're supposed to do, i guess.

about two hours later (11 or so), clare shows up again and starts yelling at us because we're in the wrong place.. we're supposed to be somewhere else helping dad. [...]

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someone is giving me a check for a bunch of money but i can't figure out what to do with it.

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i'm in a setting that reminds me of star trek. i am with three other people and we are possessed by some strange alien that makes our eyes glow like some silly movie and dramatic moments.

we go back to wherever everyone else is. the other two people (who are also possessed) go about taking over everyone else's body. [ i wake up for a moment and see it's 9 and start to worry about having to get up and remembering my cool dreams. ]

i hypothesize that if i try to write down my dream, it will somehow force me to use the part of me that the weird alien/daemon can't control or something and will somehow give me the power to expell it. i go into dad's old cabinet shop and start to write down my first dream (about clare) on a piece of wood. [ i remeber it better then than now, but there are still parts i'm totally missing. ] i get to the end of the first dream or so.