#1 I wanted the County Clerk’s phone number – Jim Griffith. It wasn’t in the directory and Nancy Allen could not even give it to me. It seems like I wanted Abby to have a job there. Finally after pushig and pushing, I managed to get it and arranged for a job for her. Then I found something out about him and I didn’t want Abby to work for him anymore at all.
#2 Joe and I were staying at some lake. I was supposed to go to work but didn’t want to. Joe told me to stay home then. I felt guilty not going because there was a full schedule. I went to work in an old car. I went down to the cellar and got into a bed. Dawn came and got in with me. Some nurses I didn’t know came in and asked “how can you do this to us?” I made up a lie about Joe being sick and I was up all night and I was so tired. I decided I better go to work and was about to get up when this chair started sliding across the floor unaided. I woke Dawn up and said “look”. Then my purse, which was on the floor, started moving. Dawn said she was going home. I said I was going to work. I thought I was dressed but when I got out of bed I found I had red sweatpants on. I had to go home and change. I went out to the old car and there was a young couple leaning aginst it. He was admiring the car. I tried to sell it to him. He didn’t have the money. They got in the back seat. I asked where they were going and they described a drive-in I never heard of. I was a little annoyed because I had to go home and change my clothes so I could go to work. I drove a ways and we saw a bridge. It was odd and bright and sort of like an old yellow brick draw bridge or something and the guy told me to cross it so I did. Then we were in narrow crowded streets. The car turned into a funny sort of bike. I could either peddle or push a gas pedal on it. I found I was in Bradford but I was lost there. The couple was still with me. The bike kept stalling and I would have to use the pedals. I wanted to go back across the bridge. We were in a restaurant. I asked for directions back to the bridge. The lady told me to go through the place in the cellar. I carried the bike which was surprisingly light, into the cellar on a long wide winding staircase. There were a couple of alleyways there, I wondered which one. Then I saw the bright bridge at the end of one and started that way.
Joe woke me up.
Notes on the page:
Cellar = soul searching
trip and couple = being drawn off course
vehicle = my body
sweatpants = not the right job for me.
Dreamer’s coments: I have nothing further. I’ll trust my end notes.