Wandering around LB shoreline, meet mom, look for a good view.
Driving around Cleveland in a cop car. Try to get to freeway-into some parking lots/building. Start flying instead, into a dream world boundary between sleep and waking is very thin. Open and close eyes to get there. Talking to some guy about directions. I’m in bed, he drags me out to the delta. We go in with old guy and I’m buried in earth and in battle-have to throw some demoness out. Come out all ragged and a crowd is there. Al B. is talking about what he saw happen-I refuse to. I walk home down some suburban street.

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