Every so often I have one of many serial dream sequences. There is the dream in which I start out in a town somewhere vaguely familiar but not. The town contains elements of many places that I have seen or been. I am travelling in the dream, I am in the town but I am somehow not settled there. I these dreams I am not intimately involved with other people but I somehow clairvoyantly visit people in their homes. The funny thing is that I don’t know the people, if I appear in the dream I am making cameo appearances as someone else. Somehow the dreams always seem to end with me driving or walking across a bridge or through a forest on a high mountain road or just up a great hill where there is seemingly no end to the climb.