I am on some kind of journey, traveling through the city. Hard to say if its Boston. Like I'm getting picked up in a car. I am living in a house somewhere. Kind of like there is a community of people around me and I'm doing something for the community in running around or housing them. Then I am out on the yard and Rob Potylo is there and we are next to each other on the grass and there is something like a small dog or something- there is something like a baby and the baby is on the grass in between us and rob and my foreheads come together over it and we're looking in each other's eyes. I feel like home again in the dream and want to take him inside and feel like I can stop running.

dreaming that I stole this large nutroll bar from CVS, like a Payday only more spherical and longer and made of all different types of nuts, maybe featuring Brazil Nuts and held together with honey. Wake up hungry for nuts.

Rob dreams that grass and trees and other organic life is actually black people or made of the spirit of black people (a few days ago).