I was on the top of a cliff and in the middle of a grassy field, which looked more like a back lawn, was a giant golden Tortoise.
I jumped on it and rode it. The sun was shining and there were palm trees. On the other side of the cliff was the ocean.
When I looked at the ocean it was becoming clearer and clearer, turning a pale blue, very beautiful, like a tropical Island.
The water was rising very fast so that even though this was a very high cliff, from where I was sitting with my legs over the end, I was starting to get wet.
Next the cliff face was two houses. I lived on the top two floors with my stepmother. The other floors, about seven of them, belonged to someone else who was changing the facade of the place.
The internal structure, built into the cliff, was not changing but the facade was having a facelift.
I was looking at the old facade and thought there was something I could do with it. It was art deco in style.
Dream edited for easier reading - JT, 2005
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