My dream: I am up in a tree house with a woman I care about though I don’t know who. Next I witness 3 people getting arrested for drugs. Then I watch these massive concrete strips pushing the soil up. Next I have a view similar to mine overlooking the village from a safe vantage point. A tsunami like inflow of water flows into the village but it rises to about 3 feet only. I am concerned about the woman I care about from the tree house but I intuitively know she is fine.

I make two batches of chocolate. One peanut butter and the other almond.

I walk the Vilcabamba loop.

Lunch at Juice Factory conversing with Eliza.

Renata and I walk back to the four corners together.

Digits and written material consume my afternoon evening.