16 November 2005 (yesterday) (tomorrow)

In my dream, my family and I moved to New Zealand.  This was accomplished by a trip on a small boat across vast and mysterious seas, and the entry into the country was secured by traversing a number of airlocks that were explained to us by a uniformed guide.  Once we were in New Zealand itself, it was absolutely beautiful and strange and I could tell that all the plants were looking at me even though they didn't have eyes.  There was a girl there who bit my hand, and then let me bite her neck.  There were vending machines with new clothes in them.  There were dizzying sunsets.  Then, on the boat returning home, I was placed in a bed the size of a crib surrounded by polished oak and given a silver tray with my dinner on it.  I always dream about moving places (I had many Moving To New York dreams before I arrived here).