I don’t know if this has anything to do with Chris Chalenor who I was just writing about, or something else but I just fell asleep and had this dream where there’s a sense of the stairs, chain link fence, and a gate between Reservoir 6 (near 60th) and Reservoir 5 (uphill). Then there was a scene where Chris was going to get somewhere but finds he can’t walk – his legs are swollen, purple colored. Then there was something about being at an ATM – someone else using ATM, me driving the car. Concern about backing up, trying to control car, not hitting people. Something about going into bank versus using a drive up ATM.
Sense this might have something to do with The Obituaries and Monica Nelson’s links to New York City.