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Several dream sequences last night. One involved me following a silver-haired man who was riding in a light-colored luxury car. His clothes were color matched to the car. He gave off a sense of quiet opulence and wellbeing. I was going to follow him by riding on a sort of motorbike. It was not as powerful as a motorcycle, but could move along at a reasonable clip.

I traveled a road he had taken. I knew where he was headed and I just needed to follow him to that location, not beat him there. It wasn't a race, but there was a sense of urgency. I was careening along a highway and went off onto a secondary road. I could see the highway intersections and overpasses in the distance where I was supposed to go. The secondary road, however, became a gravel road and then a dirt road, and then a trail. It led me along a creek or small river up to the shores of a body of water that blocked the route.

I realized that I was going to have to turn around and backtrack to where I'd taken the secondary road. I looked at my fuel gauge, which showed I was very low on fuel. I wasn't sure where I'd seen the last service station and if I could make it back there before running out of fuel. This dream ended about here with me trying to determine what I needed to do.

A second and third dream involved me and some others in working on a project that used computers. We were in this classroom/laboratory and were collaborating on solving some puzzle or challenge regarding the processing of some data sets. There was a moment in the dream when one of the students/workers came in late and we had coopted his/her place on the bench. He/she was forced to take a place further down the table.

The third dream was erotic in nature. I can't recall the details, just the overall sense of the dream--warm, soft, sensuous and relaxed.

The first dream was the most vivid, the one that remains even though other dreams that came after it played to completion. The man's face and demeanor was striking and memorable. There was an obvious connection between him traveling in luxury to the same place I had to go while I took a less luxurious way and route to travel. Also how my choice led to roadblocks and sidetracks and possibly even stalls (running out of fuel). Is it telling me something about my upcoming move--that I should choose the more convenient, comfortable way and not try and make do? That where I wish to go requires some expenditures and investment, and that skimping will only sidetrack what I wish to do and where I wish to be.

The triple of dreams have their own message--convenience and comfort, diligent work unraveling some puzzles or ways of doing things, and an ending that is soft and warm, relaxed. A dream path through the maze of seeming choices.

Bright sunny day outside, but cool and cold here in the room. Heater humming away in the corner trying to fight off the vast clouds of cold air convecting through the windows. The heater will win in the short run; mother nature will prevail over time. I've got a tiny irritation in my ear/throat, like a low grade ear infection. I feel good this morning, awake and energized.

Read more of the Oates stories last night. Engaging scenarios that hint at death, craziness, mental instability, and hazes of subtle fears and phobias. Powerful, strange writings like cries from the soul.

I have time. I have plenty of time, but I need to continue my progress, my incremental efforts. The day begins with dreams. I must honor those visions and do the work required to make my dreams into realities. No matter what the cost. No matter what it takes.
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Back home late in the evening. Falafel for lunch. Really tasty. L joined me there and tasted the Turkish coffee. Thick or thin? Medium but still thick. So afternoon went the way of the walrus. Made it to the chiro and dance class. New fast dance to in the heat of the night. More and plenty.

Took a dose of vitamin I for the earache/sore throat that I am fending off. Will see how it works once I get to sleep assuming I can do so given the teas I've drunk today.

Well, I won't prolong this late night ramble. Soon into the bed and onto the field of dreams. Tomorrow starts the weekend--yoga, food, and dancing. No time is a good time, anytime it calls. Augmented carapace and blue suede shoes.