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The green line on the monitor, except that it was the shoreline of the lake, dr…

saved Sep 14, 2019 04:15date Sep 14, 2019
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The green line on the monitor, except that it was the shoreline of the lake, drawn from above, and I was following it with a pencil the way you trace a map. Around the point, into the bay, past Bev's. When I got to our dock the line went flat and straight and ran off the edge of the paper. I woke with my hand closed as if I were holding the pencil. He was breathing. I checked.

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Date2019-09-14 04:15

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dream_subject ←Ray — Contact; dream_subjectRayThe green line on the monitor…

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{
 "$type": "n_type_dream",
 "id": "n_dream_2019_09_14",
 "createdAt": "1568434500000",
 "date": "2019-09-14T04:15:00.000Z",
 "body": "The green line on the monitor, except that it was the shoreline of the lake, drawn from above, and I was following it with a pencil the way you trace a map. Around the point, into the bay, past Bev's. When I got to our dock the line went flat and straight and ran off the edge of the paper.\n\nI woke with my hand closed as if I were holding the pencil. He was breathing. I checked.\n"
}

Source

personas/retired-couple/records/journal-dreams.yaml:46

- id: dream-2019-09-14
  kind: dream
  about: [ray]
  date: 2019-09-14 04:15
  body: |
    The green line on the monitor, except that it was the shoreline of the lake, drawn from above, and I was following it with a pencil the way you trace a map. Around the point, into the bay, past Bev's. When I got to our dock the line went flat and straight and ran off the edge of the paper.

    I woke with my hand closed as if I were holding the pencil. He was breathing. I checked.