Vivid Voyager

    I was helping a man renovate a home. As we were getting things with the floor situated a water pipe from the wall started to spray out a  bunch of water. The pipe had been covered with a combination of plastic and tape. We were rushing back and forth heavily stressed trying to stop the water from damaging the work we did.     Somehow I was in this huge house. It felt sterile and empty, but expensive. I was in a huge baren commercial kitchen making coffee for the mafia. Giovanni and another man sat by a dark, round, wooden table talking. They talked about how the home was owned by the mafia. They were having a whispered and ominous conversation.     I turned and found myself in a stadium. It was night and the area that I was in was covered. There were plenty of people around. It looked like a party, the environment was one of like a Fourth of July or Ferragosto. There was a child and he had something to do with soccer. I had worked on the renovation...

 Squatters        I was in downtown Denver going past newly constructed condominiums. They were beautiful red brick structures with sandstone finishes inscribed in ancient script. The combination wasn't stylistically appealing. I took note of the contrast, but my attention was on our destination, a bridge that had been recently built in the city. As we reached the bridge I took in the huge steel beams that contrasted against the bright clear blue sky. The bridge was beautiful. It reminded me of something that I could see in Portland or Seattle. I found myself in the car with Sonia and Duane. We noticed that the bridge had missing pieces. We couldn't determine if it was real or if the glass created a mirage. Sonia and I were a bit freaked out and did not want to continue on the bridge. Duane was driving and was curious to take a peek of the edge. As we got closer, we could see it was dangerous. Duane did a one-arm style U-turn and we got off of the bridge.  ...