I was in San Francisco, or an area like it. I was walking uphill with a person I don't remember. When I looked out over the view of the city, I saw a 50-story building. Like a hotel under construction, it had scaffolds all-around it.
It was white and rundown looking. I had the thought, "That looks like the building I keep falling off of in my dreams." -There was a lot more to this dream that I don't remember clearly.
Note: The first mention of my alternate dream memory-bank. Something that happened in an earlier dream. I hadn't written about falling off this building before. Yet when I woke up, the location felt familiar, as it still does to this day.
-January 1, 1998
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