Only in Dreams

We got back into police dispatch and said hi to Mindy. I had to sneak around and steal my folder of evidence release forms as well as some other guy’s. His name was Mike. The problem was, the guy wouldn’t get me my stuff, only the stuff belonging to Mike, because that’s who I said I was first. I had to think about coming back later when the guy was off shift to get my stuff, so I just left with Mike’s bike. We were on the far side of a huge lake. Most people had driven and the trail was closed off because it was such a far hike. There were a ton of kids on this end of the trail , mostly college students And it was the new “Arlington” replacement. It seemed like St. George because it had palm trees everywhere. Everyone was hanging out in the parking lot when three guys pulled up in some weird miniature cars from a junk yard. They would just drive on rims and they were missing one wheel in the front. Well I decided to start heading back along the trail. As it wound around to the right, it entered a water filled valley where the resort started. It wasn’t the one we were staying at but it was amazing. Lots of blues and whites. I wished I had my camera. The structure was very oriental, but with vibrant blues and open architecture. There was a pool/water from the lake that filled in the bottom of the valley. After finally exiting the resort, I was in a mall like area that was the center for resorts. We found the hotel we were staying at (the Hyatt) and got situated. I saw a couple of girls who were reviewing the footage from my escape past the barriers and into the trail so I could get here and I needed to talk to them. I asked about the footage and when it would be available for me to pick up my own personal copy. They were beautiful women and I could tell that both of them wanted me. They were about to get off work and I explained that I was staying at the Hyatt, and they could come by and deliver the escape footage as soon as they got off. Then I woke up.

I went on a trip to brazil, but it was an episode from lost where I had a choice to go somewhere arctic or go to my old mission. There might have been some time travel involved. I had to go past some cloudy surf and through a cave but finally I was there. Everyone else went the other way. Before I got there, there was a part in the past/future where there were some weird herbivore type computer creatures that were trying to eat/stamp-eed me. I got to Brasil, but it turned out to be to be more like san clemente, only it still felt like Brasil. It just so happened to be p-day and I ran into a gang of missionaries. I started talking with them a bit and asking them about my old area and such. The time warp affected things a bit but for some reason I wasn’t worried. Everyone was going skateboarding but all they had were longboards. We did some stair drops and I tried to encourage the missionaries to do it. They were scared and I said “didn’t someone say a prayer to start this off? Did they ask for protection? Also, don’t we have a ton of guys to give a priesthood blessing if needed? One of the sisters started hitting on me and sitting real close. She didn’t have that much time left in the field, but it was still weird. I confronted her about it , but she just explained that there was another older elder from a long time ago whom she had already been with so it wasn’t a big deal. One new guy was there with the zoneleader or district leader, and he flew out there on Wednesday, the same day I decided to travel there. I wasn’t too worried about getting home either For some reason, I was in both san clement and brasil, the Portuguese was a bit like Spanish and it just seemed like a different country. All I had to do was catch a bus from the magical dream bus station. I still needed to buy some souvenirs though before I left.

I dreamt that I was completely worthless. My Job fired me because I wasn’t performing well enough, my family disowned me, by girlfriend at the time left me I got evicted and had tons of debt. It was the worst feeling ever. I tried to resort to women, but was rejected time after time. The sinking feeling in me was heart wrenching. The fight with my mother was devastating. My last option was suicide. For some reason starting over wasn’t. My name was so tainted I couldn’t even do that. It felt like I was in the Seattle area.