Dreaming; Night of
December 12, 1986

       6:58              2I was living in a house on the beach. I had a little sister and an older brother. I somehow got the idea that if I blew up a bridge in front of my house that spanned the bay, I would find treasure. I had all kinds of trouble getting it done. Finally, I walked out to the shore and saw that I had succeeded. It was night, and I saw a group of men around an old chest that had washed up on the beach. They were all laughing and smiling, and I realized that they were the ghosts of the pirates that had owned the treasure. I found a bag, picked it up, and turned to go back home. Then the pirates saw me, and one of them threw me another bag, expressing their appreciation for liberating their treasure. I went home and yelled for everyone to come downstairs. I reached into one of the bags and pulled out a piece of gold foil. Then I emptied the bags on the floor, revealing hundreds of gold coins. Then there was a FREEZE FRAME on that shot, and it went black and white, and then gold. I "knew" that I had been watching an old movie and that this was its ending. (G)