(Entered in paper journal at 5:32 PM at home in Harlem.)
Dream 1
I was in my bedroom, which I can't remember very well except that it was small with a huge, low bed taking up most of it. I was on my knees, probably surrounded by a bunch of clutter. The air was hot and sticky, and the incandescent light was bright but melty, not sharp.
Someone knocked on my door. I opened the door. One of my flatmates stood there. He said he didn't believe I was who I was. He barged into my room, all the way to the back, to the other side of the bed. I think I thought all of this was in order, since he owned the place and I only rented from him. He found some ID of mine and looked it over. This satisfied him.
He put his hand down on some veneer or wooden surface. He touched a leaf (I saw all of this as if I were seeing from his eyes) that looked like a wide Norway Maple leaf. The leaf looked like melted crayon: it was really swirled over with mixes of yellow, orange, and red. There were no veins or markings. It was almost like the leaf had been cut out of a piece of paper or a sheet of evenly melted wax.
Dream 2
I was on some hillside. The place wasn't quite natural. There was a river, a bunch of trees, a few slopes visible. But there were also constructed objects that I don't remember. The landscape was very sculpted. And, as I remember now, everything seemed a bit too small, like this place was only a model for an actual countryside.
My sister and brother lay in sleeping bags. I saw my sister wake up. This was a surprise. My mo m was somewhere. She told me that it had been (months or years) since my sister had woken. Now I saw my brother wake. My mom continued, telling me that it had also been years (?) since my brother had woken. But now an old enemy was approaching. My brother and sister had been saving their energy for this fight.
I now saw a black sky. A clear, full moon hung large in the sky. A thick, dappled blanket of black cloud quickly poured in front of the moon from right to left.
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