Going down a hill, trying to gear up for a hike. Look up and over the ridge, see a long reddish meteor? streak down the valley on the other side of the ridge. It eventually crashes, and water starts coming down the hill. I run, then grab my backpack and climb a tree.
At a kite thing, go back inside. Next day, looking for my pants, walk past Steve Kent’s shop, sit down on the couch.