I had to go to the dentist, and I biked there. I was supposed to go visit YC afterwards, and for some reason after leaving the dentist I started walking to her place (which looked like Oakwood). After walking for a couple blocks I realized that it was going to take forever to get there at the rate I was going, and turned back to get my bike, wondering why I hadn't done that in the first place.

We were looking over pictures from the fall colors Hoofer trip. There was one place Big John had us stop at on the way there where we would go through some kind of portal to a cabin where some friends of his lived. The cabin was built on a small island that seemed to be floating in a huge black void. They had a bit of a yard in front, but the land ended very abruptly to the left side. To the right there was a river beyond which was a continent. The river seemed to be full of water, but it was not at all obvious where or how the river ended when it met the void. Even when looking at the place from above, the blue water just slowly turned to brown and then black.

For some reason we camped out on the left side of the front yard, near the edge. Big John joked that we did a good job because 'nobody fell off this year'. And someone told me that the void was full of rum, which is why it would hurt you if you stuck your arm down over the edge.

I had the feeling that I had dreamt of this place before.

I was flying around over the normal world, looking at the ocean near the portal to try to find a large empty spot where the void might fit. Not finding any such place I decided that the portal must be taking us to some completely different world.

Being a bit scared standing near that void, I woke up at about 4:15 and went upstairs to check for robbers (the house makes a lot of weird noises at night).

I had a dream that I was sleeping in a utility booth under the beltline overpass over Whitney way. I was collecting all my things (I had a lot of pots and pans and a large ceramic bowl half full of popcorn) getting ready to go back home. Some homeless guy that I figured stayed in the place commonly came by but turned around when he saw me. I told him that he could have his room back - I'd be leaving as soon as I got all these pots in a carryable pile.

Later, in an unrelated dream, I was walking around with some little girl I knew, maybe Hannah. We went to her house where she showed me her tiger on the doorstep. I was afraid he would eat me but she assured me that he was safe, while petting him. He kept putting his mouh around my arm.

We went to this one park that in some ways resembled Kettle Pond, but was much larger, and the paths much more convoluted and confusing. It was a park from a previous dream that I had a few years ago. I was telling the little girl that I was with that I had at one point learned a route through the park that made for a great shortcut when travelling between a couple of roads on a journey that I commonly walked at night, but I had now forgotten how that worked, or where it was I used to go. I remembered that there was a cool place near one of the exits with a lamp and a bench, and we were looking for it.