Voices

Although this was not the right location, I did at least successfully find/conjure/whatever NewArtemis. Forgot all about swapping gestures and keywords, but it is all good... dry spell broken! Color legend: Non-dream Dream Lucid Lucid #99: Walking the Path I am walking a beautiful nature trail. I sense that this is a place of peace and sanctuary outside of a hospital. I remind myself that I need to be sure that I am not dreaming and I quickly realize that this is a dream. I hear two female voices from the trail up ahead and somehow I know that this is NewArtemis and her cousin. (No clue whether she even has a cousin IWL.) Art's cousin appears first, with Art trailing maybe 15 feet behind. "Come on!" calls Cousin. "You were right! It worked!" Cousin walks right past me, saying, "Hey! I am [NewArtemis]'s cousin. She was so nervous this would not work. She is been spinning her ring nonstop. That is what she does when she is nervous." With that, Cousin disappears from the scene, never to return. "Hey, [NewArtemis]!" I say, giving her a hug. "Good to finally see you!" ("Finally see you" is a little weird since I have encountered Art's DC a bunch of times -- was I implying this was "the real her" for the first time? Or just flapping my gums?) "Did you just break your dry spell, CL?" "I did!" We continue walking in the direction Art and Cousin were going, which has me doubling back toward wherever I came from. "Dude, I am trying so hard to remember what I was supposed to do when we met up. I remember parasailing but I do not think that is right." She rubs her forehead or kind of scratches her head. "I do not remember anything either. Definitely not that we are supposed to go parasailing." (Art called this one right -- the parasailing thing was Task of the Month, not anything we would talked about.) I hear road noise from nearby and I make some kind of comment about wondering where it is coming from. The scene shifts to where we are walking through the corridor of a hospital. I remember something I wanted to ask. "Hey, is it true what your cousin said? That you spin your ring when you are nervous?" She shakes her head. "No, that is total bullshit. My ring is kind of loose in the winter though." On the nature trail it felt like spring to me, and I am able to remember that IWL it is summer. Art holds up her hands to demonstrate and I see that she is wearing rings on four or five of her fingers. Then she kind of wiggles her hands and now she has even more rings, including a thumb ring. She does this ring reconfiguration trick a few more times and I think it looks super cool. I wonder whether she is got the right number of fingers but she is moving around too much for me to count. We come to a T-junction where another hall comes from the left to meet the one that we are walking. I see my two boys E and R running off down the hall to make mischief. Art asks why we wound up here of all places rather than the Alamo. I say that I do not know. The dream ends.