Probably while he was sleeping he was directing this dream. A small town, bright, cheerful, coming upon the weekend, and I'm working for a bank.

I go into the safe, the 2 older proprietors - women, or more eccentric old ladies, begin to fill it with their own personal things and I realize that they're bent upon robbing the place, and in haste I grab my own things and put them into the safe, there's not enough time for everything, just a few things that are important, my fountain pens, a few items of jewelry, when they're done we're off.

We pick up the safe by the walls from the inside and move towns, go to another one, we walk the safe there, disguised as a house, we've got all weekend before the theft is discovered...

I don't know the old ladies. I don't know why I'm along on this heist, it's got a delicious element of the absurd adventure to it, we move to another town and set up our lives on the lam...

My other is there, my unseen, unknown, better other half. I don't see her, but she's coming along with us. I know she's with us, but I never get to see her face, don't know who she is, I just feel her presence....

The old ladies, meanwhile, have taken to cutting up the money from the safe, I wonder why their doing it, they're afraid of it being used to trace us, they assure me their going to pass on the cut up bits of money to artist friends who can use it in their artworks...

The people of the old town are looking for us. They want their safe back, and from time to time we fill our pockets and bags with the stuff in the safe, lift it up and carry it, moving onto another town to continue our life on the lam...

Eventually it has to happen. I've filled my bag to overflowing with my stuff, pens and gems and other loot from the safe, have gone shopping in the latest town when I spot some of the old townfolk set up in the supermarket watching for us...I think to escape, run back to the safe, warn the old ladies, but they've covered my exit, the gig is up...

We're old now, me and the unseen other half, and things have settled in. I still don't know who she is, but we've "done our time", I guess (don't remember), we've settled into the safe in another location, higher up, just her and me, it's colorful, bright colors and highly detailed, and there are lots of our friends that come around to visit, ...

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