somewhere out on the street with a group of people, somewhere like LA, very sunny and warm out

run into chelsea handler and its like i know her and have known her for a long time

and im talking to her about how glad i am that shes found love and that she and that both of us have allowed ourselves to love and accept love and shes happy and nodding and we're hugging

and im crying

on some kind of road trip with my parents, through something like a natural preservation land kind of amusement park with something inside like a fountain in the middle or like the grand canyon but not really at all like the grand canyon. then we get in the car and are driving through places/ walking through places like Austin or what seems like a strip mall of little restaurants, kind of like that one street in L.A. where everything seems kind of indoors and kind of outdoors at the same time, or everything is almost a food court; we are deciding where to go to eat. Maybe you could only get to the first place via a big cruiseship kind of boat, more like a ferry.