had a couple of dreams. in the first, i had this infidelitous affair with a younger girl... i excuse it to myself by saying that, in the beginning of the dream, i seemed to be this younger person, perhaps that this was something that happened before i was ever married, but to be honest, a part of me always knew what was up. in any case, i felt i cared for the girl sincerely, and spoke to her through the night... and then as time passed, i realized who i was, and when i was, or at least it became more apparent to me, and i was struck by this profound guilt about my wife and family, and how i was to explain any of this, or live with myself for the rest of my life... when i somehow woke up, i was so incredibly relieved that it had only been a dream.
in the second dream, i was part of a team or crew of people filming some sort of movie in an abandoned town. the reason the town was abandoned, apparently, was that there was a volcanic eruption occurring at the time. anyway, we were wandering the town when it started to become overrun by lava flows. it was incredibly hot. so the entire crew started to go into this river which was adjacent to the town. eventually, we were all in the river, making our way to a far shore. one thing that was pretty interesting was that i could see animals moving in the same direction: fish, mainly. this huge dark shape moved past me, and at the end of it, this one fearless, brainless actor. was holding on to the tail of it. i realized it was a huge crocodile, and called out to my cast mates... in any case, we made it to the far shore, which was heavily wooded, and rocky, and somewhat unpredictable. i made my way along the shore, trying to pick out a path (in some strange sense, i became the leader, even though i was, as in my first dream, young, a boy even). anyway, i remember climbing over this somewhat muddy boulder, and seeing a near sheer drop off on the other side (even though another boulder was visible just a short distance beyond). the fearless guy said something about "when in doubt, just jump." but i talked him back out of it. i told him we needed to work our way around the boulder and see if there was a way around the drop off. so that's what we did. we eventually wound up on a ledge in front of this boulder. i didn't really think much of it before, but the boulder had this weird pattern on the front of it. the fearless guy pulled out a section of the weird pattern, and suddenly this door opened up in the boulder, leading to a secret cave beyond. i couldn't believe it, and congratulated the guy profusely. anyway, we entered the cave. at first it seemed like some strange temple, but then it turned into more or less ordinary living quarters... there were louvered windows, rooms with surveillance equipment, stuff like that... we stayed in that house- by this time, it seemed like i was leading some ragtag group of refugees...
and then, at some point, the house became part of a more civilized town; it was no longer in the middle of the wilderness. and the post office lady came to drop off some mail, at the same time that the proper owners of the house arrived. there was this big, swarthy hispanic looking guy who was the boss, and he demanded to know what we were doing there. i claimed to be the leader, boy that i was. while he slapped me fully in the face over and over, i recounted our tale; how we evacuated the town due to the lava flows, how we ended up in the river, how we stumbled upon the entrance to the house by accident. i was nearly crying by the time i finished (he had been slapping me throughout). i then wandered the house, calling my crew together- a lot of poor families, mostly vietnamese- and in a single room, told them the situation. i begged the boss to allow us to stay the night, and that we would be gone in the morning. he accepted this...
and that's pretty much where the dream ended.
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