In London, going to a coffee place. Wait in line-they’re only letting in one person at a time. Chat with the cashier. She says something about her parents and I stary crying for my dad. She hugs me. I leave. Next day, come back, she greets me warmly and gives me my coffee.
Out on hills south of Long Beach, looking north. Theres scrub grass and trails everywhere. Walk down a little-it’s looking like a storm. Some planes fly close by and crash into the water, then helicopters. I know it’s the aliens again. I start making comments, then they come and give me a ball/orb thing. I give it back to them and we have a little exchange and I’m trying to be polite because I don’t want it. I finally give it to them and start ascending.
Sitting on a bench with a girl, playing with her chest.