Me and WayneM? are walking along a well worn trail beside of a country lane. I’m in the lead so i can’t really see who it is but i get the impression he’s somebody i’m acquainted with. Sometimes i can see the sparkle of sunlight on an ocean that is well off to our left. Occasionally we pass little cottages. One of the cottages has a collection of wind chimes and the sound is very pleasant. We’re going to a particular home where others will be waiting for us so i’m trying to hurry but keep getting distracted by the sights. Finally we enter a part of the trail that is between ‘civilized’ places and i can hurry along better. Then i begin to notice shiny silver discs on the ground. They’re coins but too big to be coins so i’m not really sure. We’re in too much of a hurry for me to examine more closely. The last coin i see before we reach the end of the trail and enter the grass lawn of the house we’re approaching is a Kennedy half dollar. It looks rusted. I make a mental note to myself to collect those coins on our way back.
My companion and i are in the house now and it’s some kind of gathering like a party. Sharon is there. Maybe it’s a reunion. I go to the bathroom to wash my face. My hair is a mess so i begin to brush it and find that underneath the bush of hair, i’ve gone completely bald on the very top of my head! It’s so smooth and white and i wonder how i’ve not noticed it until now. I brush my hair back like it was and you can’t see the baldness at all. I go out to the living room and, laughing, show Sharon my big bald place. I tell her that the only bad part about it is that i can’t cut my hair in a short pixie anymore and she laughs too.
The visuals along the walk were very colorful. The blue of the ocean and the sparkle of the sun reflecting on the waves was just like the view coming in to Pacifica on Hwy1.
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