I’m outside my mom’s house and it seems kind of dark like twilight or dusk. I walk down the street and in the front yard of a house on the corner, there front yard is filled with giant dark red mushrooms. There must be 30-40 of them, each one at least 16in. across. There’s a woman parked on the street with a large truck and she’s giving away office supplies, all sorts of things. One of the neighbor men comes and takes something that I wanted but I’m taking my time to get only what I need and there’s so much to choose from that I’m trying to plan what’s best for my office.

I’m part of sting operation to bust a guy for something. We’re setting up this elaborate set with extras like a movie and entrap him. I’m a crane operator and camera man, and my job is to get in as close as possible to get everything recorded. The crane that I’m operating is really big and I can maneuver at least 30-40ft. away from the base, and at least that high into the air. I’m supposed to remain unseen. The crane is yellow, and I’m practicing maneuvering it about. I’m in my underwear and a tshirt, and I realize that need to have my gun with him, but I can’t figure out a way to keep it in my underwear so I realize that I’m going to have to put my clothes on so I’m bringing the crane down to the ground while the extra take their parts. When I come to the ground, other people on the team start singing sun dance songs which I’m enjoying, but I’m wondering what it has to do with anything. Then they start playing bluegrass, all very odd.

I get on a black scooter and ride away into the country to go look for other work. I think I’m going to have to go to SF. I’m on a dirt road, riding thru a forest. Every so often I come across a manzanita that’s growing humongous coconuts. Their the size of basketballs and larger. Someone has built trellises for the coconuts that you have to ride underneath and it’s cool to look up at them. I get to a crossroads and I’m sitting there and an older woman comes out and starts talking to me. I tell her what I’m doing and she points to a sign showing where I currently am. Two guys ride by is small soapbox type, open-air vehicles. I notice they’re riding to a little town. It’s charming and quaint, and seems to be near a lake. I look up at the sign and realize that I’m about half-way to SF which is south. The name of where I was reminds me of something to do with water, like Calistoga or Geyserville, but I believe it starts with a “C.” She tells me that this is a good place for work for me. I look over and there’s a market type of shop and I notice they have a large collection of belts and I’m thinking of going in and looking at them. Then, a man walks up with a dog and starts talking to me. I start teasing him and pretending to push him backward. The woman is amazed at how quickly I make friends.

Thoughts: This all seems to be work related. I’m trying to understand if this is a prophetic dream or not but I can’t remember the name of the town where I am.