Alex Peak’s Dreams
2008/06/24:  Points in Transition


(A)  I find myself riding a tiny, miniature horse, about the size of my Pomeranian.  However, I quickly notice that the 
     horse is tired.  So, I pick him up and carry him the rest of the way.

(B)  I’m driving with some co-workers, specifically Tom and Debbie.  Tom and I are in the front seat.  Tom is driving, and 
     takes us through an area where the police have clearly set up cones to prevent such driving.  Tom claims to be 
     convinced that I am an anti-narcotics cop.

(C)  Katie, or someone like her, arrives at the boardwalk with myself and others.  She is crying—or perhaps simply very 
     upset—because she had scheduled to meet Steven Spielberg there, and he did not appear to be at the location.  Had she 
     missed him?  I notice, however, that he was sitting on a bench, with his back to us: he had not yet left.  Katie (or 
     whoever) was thrilled.

(D)  David Friend needs to talk to me privately.

(E)  My son and I have switched places (<i>e.g.</i> Freaky Friday), so that I could pass his test for him.  I end up 
     causing him to lose his girlfriend.

(F)  There is a classroom with oddly-positioned seating.  The chair in the middle is the highest, and the chairs on the 
     far ends are the lowest.  That doesn’t mean they cascade down perfectly evenly, as it looks somewhat mountainous 
     under the chairs.  There is a round walkway around the back of this mountain, and smaller mountains on either side of 
     this main mountain of chairs, large enough to hold two or three chairs each, but set back from the main mountain of 
     chairs so that they appear on the other side of the walkway.


                            • These are actual dreams Alex Peak has had. All rights reserved. •