Several things are happening at once. I have to take my dog in for a license, and I need to get to a class to see the prof and let him know why I haven’t been to class, so I can still get credit for it. Attendance is not necessary, but I have to let him know why and get him to sign a paper. I am thinking he will be able to tell I’ve been sick and unable to attend.
I am running late for school. (University) I also have a doctor’s appointment at 2 pm, so will have to leave school early. But I need an excuse for that, and can’t find anyone to write it. I really only need an excuse for one class, but now that I’m running late, I am considering just staying home all day, even maybe skipping the doc appointment. I am in my car, driving toward the University, and also thinking through driving to town for the doctor appointment, how complicated it would be, time wise, wondering how many classes I might miss, wondering if it matters. I decide to go home. If I need an excuse, it may as well be for both of them.
I am with one of my Realtors – Mr. DS-Sr. (he works with his son) only he isn’t a Realtor, he’s a car salesman. We are at the car dealership and he has just sold a car to a woman. He asks me if I want to go along for a ride, and I say yes. He tells the woman he will follow her while she takes her new car for a test drive to see if all is in working order.
I am at a doctor visit in a city – in a modern building on one of the upper floors. My doctor is concerned and wants me to see another doctor to get a scan and second opinion. I move through the building to another office, am made to wait, but finally see the specialist. He seems unimpressed with what the first doctor said, and tells me I don’t need any scans, and sends me on my way.
I’m a teen, driving in a car with a bunch of others – we’ve been out to a game or a party or something, are now going to my place. We’re all having fun, laughing and enjoying the night. One of the guys in the car is flirting with me – he has been flirting most of the evening, and it makes me feel good.
At my place, there is music, and quite a few kids dancing and talking and having fun. After awhile, i notice my friend isn’t around, i go looking for him. hoping maybe he will show more interest in me. I felt there was a connection there, not just the flirting, but maybe the potential for something more.
I am in an old apartment building, a kind of squatter’s place. We (myself and several other tenants) have been informed of the destruction of the building, and must leave as soon as possible. I go through packing what I can, mostly grabbing my computer stuff and some souvenirs. I get as much into my car as I can – it is at the edge of a store parking lot. It’s parked up parallel to a fence, in a deserted corner where it will be safe. I add several boxes of my things between the car and the fence, so they will be out of sight. I must now go to the grocery store and get groceries.
I am in a small white car, and as the car crosses over a set of railway tracks, I suddenly am aware that there is danger somewhere – out of the blue, several men dressed all in black step out of hiding with long black guns – the term Uzi comes to mind, but they are not automatic, they only fire one bullet at a time. They are firing at us.