11-15-08

In one part of the dream (of a much larger one that most of it I've forgotten) I'm in a wheel chair pushing myself up by a rail up a very steep hill. The ground is soft dirt with rocks, making it even more challenging. The further up I push, the more anxious of falling I become. I'm in a line with several other people--all on foot--climbing up to a building entrance to see (?) a healer of some kind. The scene switches before I get to the top where the entrance is.

Now I'm in a hotel with wide hallways and red carpeting. I'm with a man who is caucasian, has shoulder length brown hair, and wearing a brown colored suit. There is a love connection between us, but to what degree I'm not sure. He enters an elevator and I follow, having to pry the door open before it closes. I get in and it's wide, about the size of an office but no furnishings. The door closes and no one else is here but us. I hug and kiss him and he puts his arms around me, but his embrace and kiss are stiff, like he's distant from me or preoccupied in his mind. The door opens and we exit to the next floor.

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