I was in new england in the spring. we were in an area of rolling hills, and green grass, with trees around the edges. I was driving in the morning with maggie. at one point she had me stop the car. we got out, and started crossing the fields. well, it was not really fields. but we were obviously going directly instead of along a winding road. we crossed at least one stream; it had reeds.

we got to a big house - almost a manor - which was mike and maggie's. mike was there at a table outside, eating breakfast. maggie went inside. I joined mike.

now this part has faded, and I think there was some argument about going out into the world, that involved these white safety straps. can't remember, but to spite him, I started floating up. I was floating up just like I used to tell people to do when regressing them.

I saw mike and the house below, but then they passed out of my vision to the upper right. I kept going up and up, and all the interesting things I spotted kept passing out of my field of vision to the upper right. it was very frustrating.

finally I topped out, mellowed out and came down; I was in the car, karine's silver passat. I was in the back seat and it was driving up the windy hills. there was no driver, it was steering by itself. I didn't think anything of it until we approached an intersection and of course it just kept going.

we kept going up the windy road towards a cemetary as I climbed in the front seat to take control of the car. the cemetary was uncrowded like a woodlawn one, but had beautiful headstones and such. I kept driving through.

on the other side of the cemetary the real road pretty much ended. there was still a fireroad and a track going to an elementary school. it was afternoon and the school was empty. I decided I wanted the car to stop and it really wanted to keep going. this little argument resulted in quite a bit of swerving but I was finally able to stop and get out, near one of the groundskeepers.

whoa, he said, you really shouldn't be driving unless you are sober. I thought about how to explain. saying the car wanted to drive itself really wouldn't change his assessment of the situation. well, I replied, there's something wrong with the engine. if it was 20 years ago, I'd say the choke was stuck. we both looked at the car, and it was reving quite a bit. as we looked at it, it finally calmed down to a regular idle.

I started to ask him about why he was the only one there - where were all the kids? was it summer vacation? - I was confused with my when. but then I woke up.