Thursday, July 11, 2013
I was on a bicycle and rode up a mountain road. It was neither light or dark, so it was very early morning or early evening. The desert was glowing red and orange. The road was narrow and winding. I came to an antique bed complete with bedding blocking the path. I climbed over the bed and dragged the bike after me. The bike disappeared off the bed. I walked over to the edge of the cliff and sat down. I had a pet beside me. It looked like a Tasmanian Devil (the real one, not the cartoon one) . It was striped orange, blue, green, and other colors. We sat together and looked out at the wide expanse of desert and mesas.