Seeing Past Midnight

On this dark stairway, me and dozens of other people are trying to escape. It's important to stay together. They know the way out, yet I see many exit doors with daylight shining through the bottom. Then I see kittens. Black, white, and orange kittens mewing and looking for a way out. So I stop and pick up 2 or 3 at a time and set them outside the exit doors, trying to save them. I've lost the group of people I was with, but I still find more kittens and set them outside as fast as I can. When I'm done, I don't know which way to go. Up, down, this door, that door. I'm lost and don't know where I should go. Then a little girl comes from out of a dark hallway. She is black, hair braided nicely, wearing a light-colored dress. She walks straight up to me and says,"It's okay. It doesn't matter which way you go, as long as you get there." Then she picks up the last 2 kittens and walks out one of the exit doors.

I received a card from a friend. Not sure which friend, but thought it might be from TL. It was white with silk and on the front was a little pocket. Written on it, it mentioned me losing/leaving "these". In the pocket was a gold ring, but I didn't recognize it. On the inside of the card was more inscriptions, but I didn't read those because I saw another pocket. In that pocket were 2 more rings - one was an engagement ring (though not mine) and the other was a wedding band and it actually WAS mine. I looked down to see that I was not wearing my rings. Then I began to panic because I was still missing the engagement ring from my set. There was another pocket on the next side of the card, but I didn't get that far.

Another night where my dreams were all over the place. It started with a kissy face session with Colonel Jack O'Neill from Stargate SG-1.... Probably been watching that show a little too much lately. Then I won hundreds of thousands of dollars with a scratch off lotto ticket. Then I was in a beige colored lobby - there were several plants, a young latino-looking man standing behind a desk, and behind him on the wall were the words "CON CIEGO" in gold lettering across the back wall. Looked it up in the Spanish to English translater and it means "With Blind". I don't know. But I do hope I have another dream about Jack.

Last night... Michael Jackson came back from the dead. Scientists and doctors tried new experimental methods to revive him and were able to get his heart beating again. Everyone was very excited. He was scheduled for an interview with Barbara Walters the following evening and then a performance by the end of the month. I kept thinking, "No, he's a zombie!!! Don't you people see what you've done!?" But instead, I kept my horror inside and tried to stay calm and agreeable.

We packed up all of our stuff. We were putting it all into the back of 3 FedEx trucks, but there didn't seem to be enough room. Thought we were going to leave some of it behind because we couldn't come back for a second trip. We were going to be traveling a long way. We finally got out on the road, me and Josh were in the same vehicle. I don't know what happened with the other trucks, but I felt like I had everything with me. I think we moved into that white house again. The one that I've dreamt about before - two story, chipped white paint, large front porch, and a clothes line in the yard. Where is that house?

Me & Josh were playing in a small brook like little children. I saw a duck swim by. Then I picked up an egg that the duck had laid. I offered it to Josh and he smiled and said "Ooh, cool." Then he picked up an egg and began peeling it. Inside was a baby turtle and it began to move. Then I saw a turtle swim by. I said, "Why did you do that?" because I was upset that he had opened the egg. He said it was okay and that he was helping the turtle, but I argued that it wasn't good. Then I picked up a turtle egg and while I was looking at it, it began to hatch in my hands. Josh said, "See, they were ready to come out."

I was trying to park my SUV in this tiny alley, but it was just too narrow. I found a spot between two cars, but I just couldn't parallel park. So I got out and found that my vehicle was so light I could simply push it into the parking spot, much like you would push a piece of furniture. So I quickly slid my car into the spot and hurried off to the show. It was in an apartment building, but there were many chairs and pillows and maybe 20 people in the room, and we all enjoyed a night of stand up comedy. When the comedian was done, he or she would take a bow and then go to the kitchen for a refreshment, and another comedian would stand up from the couch or walk over from where he'd been standing in the room. It was actually really cool. When I got back to my vehicle, I was relieved that no one had moved it or scratched it. It was, after all, a very narrow alley.