(Entered in paper journal at 7 PM at home in Harlem.)
Dream 1
I stood on a slope overlooking a lake or some body of water. Another person was with me. As I faced the lake and slope, the person would have been to my left. I turned to face that person, though I still couldn't see (her?).
Some bird to my left (now) spoke to me from some rocks. I couldn't understand the speech. It almost sounded like bird calls.
I now looked to my right, to the slope and lake. On two tall, spire-like rocks perched two wet-feathered, long-legged, huge birds that I called pelicans. Their feathers were brown as a brown duck's feathers. They opened their mouths. One huge blue jay flew into each bird's mouth. The blue jays struggled a lot. I knew that something dangerous had happened.
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