So to get to church one day, I rode my bike along this bike path that went sort of northeast of Madison. It sort of reminds me of a path or a highway that we took walking home from Platteville in a different dream. It was an ineresting path because the air above it was 'onionized' and about 3/4 of the way along it (going away from home), there was a noticable Moire-like effect in the layers of the onionized air. At that point The trail got narrower and the layers of air criss-crossed to make a grid where each cell was approximately square (for the rest of the trail, each cell was very long).

It was funny that I was going to that church, because it wasn't our regular church (which I don't go to all that often, anyway). Holly was there, too, and I don't think it was her regular church either. There was a shelf just outside a room that I had spent some time in. It had a spool of radio shack solder on it. I thought it was awfully cheap of them to try to sell solder in a church, where people need it most.