Leaving home
I'm on a roadtrip with various friends and roommates that keep changing.
I have to leave my home (not here) quickly, so I'm getting my belongings,
grabbing them and throwing them in the RV.
There is a corner of the ground near the porch
where a small pile of iridescent feathers is sitting.
The feathers are very small, (about the size of my thumb) and covered in shiny oilslick down.
I kneel down and begin placing them in a square wooden box with a sliding lid,
but the more I put in the box, the larger the pile on the ground gets.
I keep putting feathers into the box until it's full, then climb into the van and we drive away.
Inside the van, Gary opens a big box of chocolate chip cookies he's brought to share
and passes them around.
Finally we reach the boarder. We all get out to shop at the duty free store.
I walk through the aisles and come to a towering magazine rack.
There is an oversized, very slick fetish magazine;
the cover depicting the female ghost from the movie 'the turning of the screw'.
The woman on the cover is standing on top of a pond.
Tapestry
There is an intricately embroidered tapestry hanging on the wall.
It's covered in depictions of different sexual positions.
There are geese wandering around the room, but they're very quiet and observant.
Something later has to do with 10 black lab puppies and saran wrap [not sexual],
but I can't remember.
Forest
I'm in a forest and realize that each tree is a different concept.
Something important about the number 6.