Place withheld · 2010-11-10 · from the DREAMVIEWS archive
Knocking
I am approaching my neighbor's house with my friend <PERSON>. She is holding a platter of cookies and tells me we are going to deliver them to my neighbors. Two women open the door when we knock, and we are invited into their home. As we sit in silence eating our cookies, I see a roller coster outside the window. "What is that?" "Oh, that is Great America" answers one of the women. I had no idea Great America was so close to my neighborhood. I go outside and approach the forest that separates me from the entrance to the theme park. The trail led parallel to the park, but I figured I would go a ways and see if it led to the gates. After a minute or so of walking, I notice that I am barefoot and I am walking on a muddy path, and woodchips are scraping on the bottoms of my feet. This is very vivid and I can feel it clearly, but I am not really lucid. There is a heavy fog, and eventually I turn back. Some other stuff with a scary hobo and some rabid dogs happens, and it is quite frightening, but I end up pausing the dream with a remote control, so I guess I sort of know it is a dream. Then I wake up.
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