2/12/02
I was walking...it felt like somewhere in North Carolina maybe or a swampy place. It was a long way. I was going to some boat party (sort of like the Mississippi tour in New Orleans but not moving). Hey maybe it was Louisiana. I decided to stop by my friend's house out in the swamp. You could see it from the road but you had to walk through the swamp to get there. So I waded through the swampy watery marsh (lotsa icky black stuff) and I got to her house. I went in and we talked. She is moving and selling the house since the divorce is in process. When we were finished talking, I trudged through the swamp once again, almost getting stuck and a little apprehensive about falling into a hole or slipping. It seemed the swamp was less forgiving on my way back out. Then I came back to the road. I walked the rest of the way to the boat party and when I got there, I was covered in black stuff and wet and it was snowing but not cold. Someone who is an old friend (Cat?) was there & was waiting for me. Erik was there too. I told them that I'd been through the swamp and it was like the swamps of sadness from Neverending Story.

After this my dream shifted and I'm sitting in the drivers side of my car waiting for Erik and some others to come back down the road so we could go. It was late at night and very dark. Suddenly this guy is at my window. He's black and there's a white guy with him. It all happened so fast I didn't have time to lock the door before he opened it and dragged me out. I was screaming for Erik. The kidnapper seemed nervous but dragged me quickly into the night and I seemed to float away and watch this fade as I woke. I was floating up into the darkness watching the saga continue as I woke.