Dad's Tank, 2015-03-03 Tuesday 11 AM Q1 HCM JSA: I just awoke from this dream that includes things about my father's tank and my room in our trailer that we grew up in.
I was back at home where I grew up in in Forest Grove, Oregon, USA. My home was a trailer. We were looking at the house and my room had a window and maybe it was broken and I said that we should could put a door there instead of just buying a new window like we always do. It might not be too hard to do make the window hole bigger for the door and making porches can be easy as well. I wanted to have a better room that I could come in and out of faster.
One night, in the dream, I went to where Whiz Bang was last and i was at some stores in that area and I was looking around and I was not thinking about Whiz Bang but I was looking at the changes that place had since I was last there and I was talking to store owners and talking to others and walking around and I am not sure what happened exactly.
Later, I was at Katie's last house in PDX (Portland) or somewhere in that city and we were like talking to family like a family reunion and Karen Williams might have been there.
I was looking at old mail that my dad use to send me or that I sent to myself and I decided to throw away some of my old writings and things I drew that i sent myself from Portland to Forest Grove or something. Some of it I already scanned and copied. So, I didn't need some of it any more.
Later, we were on a bus to Forest Grove, or actually to a small city in Vietnam that reminds me of my hometown. It really was Forest Groove but I was thinking or pretending to think that it was Vietnam somehow and my mother and father were on the bus with me. I was sitting with my dad and my mom was in a seat in front of us. It was like bus 57.
I showed dad a file that says he bought a tank in 1974 or so and I asked why and he said just in case the airports closed and in case there were riots and in case he needed to travel to California.... that is all he said about that I think and I got off the bus and said bye to my parents as I went back to my house in Forest Grove and/or Vietnam.
The bus like turned around and I hoped that my parents are ok together since they divorced in 2008. But I forgot my keys and wallets which is sad because how am I suppose to get into my house. So, I thought that I should call my mom to ask her to leave my keys and things in Portland (wait, I thought we were in Vietnam... confusing).
