date: 2018-03-19
subject: Gilbert Mountains, road trip from Seattle, Trillan's sketchbook
tags: geographic-dreams, volcano-dreams

Gilbert Mountains, road trip from Seattle, Trillan's sketchbook - 2018-03-19 - Entry 1519 - TOGoS's Journal

Earlier

I dreamt one night about being over on the west side of Gilbert, and as I walked into a yard I found that there was a steep hill sloping up to the west, almost a cliff. Thinking about the layout of the neighborhood, I knew that there couldn't be such a large hill there. "They obviously made up the elevation data for this area!" I said, as if I was wandering around in Google Maps. But actually I really liked that it was all mountainey here because it was much more interesting this way.

I climbed up to the top, and there was like a visitor center there. We (at this point someone was with me, maybe Sara or Joh) wandered around in it, and I thought about the light fixtures. It didn't seem to be 'open', as nobody else was there.

2018-03-05

Sara and I had a kid and were travelling across the country, except the country was at the same time our Minecraft world. At the moment we were out in Seattle, where I had some job siting in a room with rows of benches where people sat working in VS code. But we decided it was time to go somwehere else, so we packed up and drove on highways. I always referred to the kid as "it" because I didn't want to gender it.

2018-03-06

I had taken a week-long trip to Prague, and after spending one night in my apartment I had spent the rest of my nights at the office. When it came time to leave I went straight to the airport, and didn't realize until I was there, wandering through dark corridors and trying to figure out where I was supposed to go to catch my plane, that I had left my large bag with my clothes in it back at the apartment. No time to go back for it now, though. I tried to focus on finding my plane, but wasn't even sure anymore that I was here at the right time.

While wandering back and forth in some underground corridors between terminals (because I was confused and didn't know where I was going) I ran into Moriah. We had a nice chat about where we were each going. She had big hoops in her hair and I wanted to say "nice hair piercing", but then Becky called me on my cell phone. She was already waiting in an airport back home to pick me up, and was having a dispute with some airport staff about placement of the chair that she was sitting on while waiting for me, and apparently she wanted me to resolve it somehow. "Becky I can't resolve your problem right now; I'm having enough trouble finding my plane" I wanted to say.

2018-03-09

I was at church and a bunch of brownshirts showed up to take over the church. This played out once; we were helpless to do anything; maybe I tried to fight them, unsuccessfully. But then it played out again. I called to everyone to simply trample the Nazis, since we easily outnumbered them, and we did, and that solved the problem.

2018-03-10

Must not have slept too well, because I had like a week's worth of dreams this morning.

I was at work, which was Woodman's. There were mushrooms growing out of the walls. At first it was just in one place, but then I realized that they had spread to like everywhere. Which looked really cool but was probably not good for the structural integrity of the building. There were some isolated posts near the center of the store that might not be infested. I went to check on them.

About another dream, notes say "working in the corner of basement is nice". I don't remember what that was like, but probably some alternate version of the basement where I had a nice workbench area in a corner.

A storm was coming, and I was trying to convince the fam to go to Florida with me to avoid it.

There were these old rusty elevated railroad tunnels. They were pretty wide, with 2 or 3 tracks going along. I was walking through one with a crowd of people. It was sort of like a tour, but also like a religious ceremony. Nobody was in charge of the walk, but there were some hippies who seemed to know what was up. I took a turn away from the group to go visit Nick. I came out just above his house, which was near the bottom of the valley that the tunnels crossed over surrounded by trees, but with a view of the city in the distance. It had big square windows to maximize great views, like a house I would make in Minecraft.

Different dream, then: Nick lived in a more conventional apartment building. But it turned out that Renee lived in the same building and their apartments shared a wall. So I went from one to the other through a door and was like "it would be convenient [for me] if you guys got to know each other"

Volcano adventure: A volcano in a relatively popular area was erupting. It was at the high end of a wide draw (I had to search for a bit to find that term; I've been using 'valley' too much) between some other mountains, so to get away you would pretty much just drive downhill. But I was there with a small group driving uphill for some reason. We came to a gas station that was still open. I was trying to buy some beer, and while I was messing around with my wallet some kid a few yards away from me froze in place while his head bled. "Why are you just standing there?" I said, but then realized that a chunk of hot rock from the volcano had crashed/melted through the roof and landed right on his head. "So much for that kid" I said, returning to the counter to mess with my wallet. I had spilled money and papers all over, not just from my wallet, but also from a 3-ring binder. "How does anyone manage to check out in a timely manner?" I wondered. And then I turned into a fighter plane and was flying down along the highways, just above the cars, barely avoiding hitting light posts and bridges, which I was flying under.

2018-03-14

At some SA workshop thing that was being held in someone's apartment, up on a high floor of a tallish (for Madison) apartment building. Maybe we were stapling booklets or protest signs together. I was talking to Trillian and she was showing me a book full of her artwork, mostly from her childhood. So there were lots of scribbly little round figures with stick-like arms and legs.