atmospheric jiggles

Yup, that's exactly what they were. I walked outside of the garage where we were playing music (the lady did not appreciate it bleeding through her walls). It was at the edge of the city, the east side, but not with all the stigma surrounding the social/economic status of the east side, it was just a place where you could look down on the city and the volcanos.

The sun was setting just to the north and above the volcanos which it never does or ever will...

So the sky was this fantastic warm color, but there were these outrageous and specific forms in the sky, kind of like wispy clouds but not clouds at all. Instead of gas they were light.... wavey grids of rainbows. All the people were in the streets looking at the site. I was trying to call my friends, distracted by being unsure of who it would be appropriate to call.

We knew we were witnessing something that had never happened before or again.

beauty and death

I was watching two pairs of two children play with eachother outside… but they were playing so wonderfully I was amazed at how they were dancing. Christy sat behind me playing and singing the most beautiful song. Eva was in the back and started playing harmonica with Christy and soon just stopped to listen to this beautiful song. Someone came in and told me they were going to take their temperature, Christy left. I told Eva that we wanted to have her and Carlos over for dinner, but really just to play games. I was sort of walking around her as I spoke. Eva then took a caterpillar off my sweater that had attached himself there.

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Man, this morning was tragic. I apparently had several younger siblings, two toddlers and two babies. My brothers ( 22 and 27 ) and I were babysitting our new members, who we had for some reason just met. We were at a family reunion. There was a stairwell that did not have a banister. The toddlers kept perching their bums right on the edge, I kept taking them off. Then they grabbed the babies to hold in their lap on the edge! I swooped them up several times, and they seemed to think it was a funny game, until one of the babies fell to the ground. They still didn't seem to understand that baby was dead now. It was horrible. The dream went on all morning, and followed through the next couple days in the dream of telling our mother, and mourning and crying and dealing with this awful death . I finally woke up and stopped trying to sleep because it was so sad.

model planes and wine

We played at some event which landed me two bottles of wine in my back pack, which was still with me in the science classroom where all my highschool buddies were. We were trying to build model airplanes that actually fly. Non of us could get it and were mad that Mr. Morrison had just left us there, and we were all afraid to ask for help. My partner asked and I just scooted my way in on his request. Turns out part of the model was missing, Mr. Morrison apologized and we were all good.