Dream Description

Last night I had a dream that I went with some people to a party at a house on top of a hill in San Francisco. The hill was like two exponential curves butting up against each other. Like what you'd see if you plugged abs(1/x) into your graphing calculator. Like a half-pipe cut in half along its low point and then the two halves are rearranged so that the ends are next to each other. It was a steep hill. I don't remember how we got to the top of the hill, but I remember that once I was near the top, I had to grab onto something at the top and pull myself up. I remember having that cold feeling in my nether regions that I get when death seems imminent (rare, but it's happened).

So, we went into the house. I was sitting on the counter in the kitchen for a long time because I was under the impression that the floor was a steep curve, like the hill. After a bit of talking to someone who was standing on the floor, I realized that it wasn't a steep curve. I walked over to the table and there were cookies on a plate. I couldn't see how people could eat cookies in a house in such a scary spot. Someone told me that after our meal (of cookies? I dunno), everyone was going to go running down the hill. I thought "no way". Then I woke up.

Notes on my Texas Trip soon!