Arctic Sunset

 

24th
 

I'd gone bk to re-ed Inka... But not touched him.  Just laid down on the isopod floor n slept there, as usual Inka is with the re-ed Ren.
He picked me up at some point n put me on the bed...  then lay next to me.
He told me it was pods auto cleaning or something n to lay still.
I'd asked why he cared... He told me he was in enough shit already without an anomaly on his floor.
The dream I had was odd.
Was camping somewhere in the Arctic circle.  Light was low but visible for a few hrs a day.
Tents were dark green, warm enough inside but low to be out of the wind.
We would sing, before dark...  Like a choir, in harmony.

Round fires..  I was trying to blag stuff I'd want on my journey home.
At one point I'd fallen asleep when it was snowing and woke in a snow cocoon.
I didn't know how to get out but someone found me clearing the snow from my face and pulling me out.
I woke but went bk into the same dream.
This time the camp is closer to human settlements.
This time there was an Uncle..   I've herd mixed stories about.
He was their with some cousins.
I wasn't sure why he was there.
We were never close cousins, but he always seemed ok. I've got on with him at funerals and was shocked when I herd the things adults know n kids don't.
Anyhoo.. He was there with his fam, he'd gone into some kind of kidney crisis.

Everyone wanted us to pack up and leave, but I'd wanted a photo of the setting sun and wandered off alone.
I couldn't find the right spot, and the lane was muddy with melting snow.
Then my phone didn't work.
I kept finding discarded Christmas tree ornaments. 
The a puddle, with 'little people' living in it.   Like tiny gnome like humans.
I'd stopped to talk to them, and a local at his back gate told me what they called them.
It wasn't the Norwegian name Nisei? Or something.... It was something different.

I remembered people were waiting for me back at the camp so headed back, picking up some hand made Christmas baubles that looked like they'd been painted by kids on the way.

Bk at camp they'd taken my Uncle to the local hospital. 
I'd followed on foot, found him waiting for a consultant in a wheelchair with a giant catheter bag attached.
He asked me to take him for a walk, I agreed and we went out.

I'd got down the hill, n the bag was filling with blood and urine till it was almost full (Way more fluid than should be in a human being)
At that point I think I'd asked someone in a local store to help, but a passing ambulance picked us bk up.

Re-Ed Inka is different with me now.  
Hummm..   He's mapped stuff onto my body again. 
He said he needed to be sure how much I recalled.