Sometime in June

I am arguing with Uncle Rich. He is being very stubborn. We are in a very crowded house. A narrow walkway. People related to Suzette and Sharon are here.

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I am in a store picking between two cookies. They are both thin mint style. One is $2.99 and the other is $.99. I wonder what the difference could be. The lights go down and it is understood that an older female I know will be carrying out some sort of hunting. I remind her that I have done nothing to her. She sneaks me out the back door. I am on a busy street. I am overwhelmed. I realize I got the cookies for free. At the party, Nadra says, “You don’t even  like those (cookies)!” I do not correct her, because I do like them. I reach into the bottom of a fridge for a soda can.

Fragments

I'm working at a department store. An Asian couple comes to my till. I comment on their choices of clothing, noting that each piece is either blue or yellow if not both. I inquire as to wether they are from Knappa. They say know and laugh. We carry on a whimsical conversation. They are very nice.

A strange man sits beside me on the bench. I am very uncomfortable being so close to him. He's very large, towering over me. I regret being nice to him earlier in the day. I walk off down the street and notice a very handsom man driving in a truck near me. I check to see if I look decent.

Up

I'm preparing to board a plane. I'm waiting and there are many people around me. Where I wait, a large outdoor market is commencing. I spot a particular vendor that is selling fruits from Africa. They are the oddest delicasies I've seen. I taste one fruit that resembles a gourd shaped kiwi. The fruit is a vibrant yellow. It tastes like a banana.

We board the plane, which is the size of a small mansion. There are recliners and beds. I'm happy to see that someone has bought a large quantity of the African fruit for the journey. A woman asks me to hold her baby. The baby is very quiet and content. Smiling and laughing as I throw her into the air and catch her.

I'm in a shop that sells various foods and whatnots. I'm still on the plane. I talk with the boy at the check out stand and he asks me for my number. I head over to the steps and I see a display of hot dogs and buns. The buns are $0.40 and the hot dogs are $.0.80. I figure I have just enough to buy one of each. I decide to split it with him. I go upstairs to get my money and she informs me that all havoc has been unleashed. The current scenario is playing out like a twisted horror movie. People on the plane are becoming possessed by some demon-like spirit. Everyone is very afraid. Suddenly it seems the only answer is to leave. I notice and open door and run to it. When I'm outside I begin to walk. I see a gate. I think to myself, "If I make it past that gate, everything will be okay." I am successful.

The Bag Heist

I am shopping. I realize that I can only buy food items, though I have non food items. I begin to put the non-food items back but realize I can smuggle them through a hole in the bottom of the grocery bag into my unzipped backpack without being suspicious. I begin transporting the non-food items into my backpack via the bag/tote. I also place food items in realizing the potential of this plot. In the car, I find a crisp one-hundred dollar bill. They tell me that it's us is already planned.

June 16th 2011

My father, or some older male authority that I respect and I are walking the aisles of a major retail store, criticizing their product ethics. I say, “If we could only show the people what it all looks like without added color.” One of the clerks is attractive. There is a little boy at the checkout. I think I see Tony Hawk in the line and I tell him. I soon realize it is not Tony Hawk and recover with an, “April fools!” I am upset or speaking harshly to a girl and I know my breath is just horrible. I am concerned she won't take me seriously.