I was travelling in some Asian country with a friend.
I was at a market and saw a shirt from a distance that I really liked. I went to look more closely when a guy came and picked it up. It was in fact a man's vest and didn't look as nice close up so I wasn't interested in it after all.
I just smiled at the guy and let him have it.
This place was near a beach and I was down near the sea for a while.
Next I was in Europe, still with my friend, and I thought about how I had been travelling non-stop for about 3 years.
We were in Paris, though it looked nothing like Paris: there were beautiful mountains and a lake or sea.
We got into our friend's blue convertible. He was going to drive. It was the third car I had travelled in so far on my journey. In fact, they were all blue convertibles and we didn't drive but flew the cars.
Just as we were about to leave a young girl asked if she could come too. I got out of the car and let her into the back seat and we took off flying through the sky.
Dream edited for easier reading - JT, 2005
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