I'm walking downhill on the sidewalk of a large street, like the hill that goes through Tigard, with downtown at the bottom, on the south side of the street, but none of the buildings are familiar. Bella is with me, unleashed, but she's being very good at staying with me and staying on the sidewalk, it just makes me nervous.

A couple of cars pass by, the last one a pickup truck, and in the back, four militia guys with automatic weapons. The truck is brightly colored, and the guys are dressed like Middle Easterns, in turbans and wraparound clothing. But to me, they are clearly one of the right-wing militias that are springing up around here, and I think that I should yell obscenities at them, but they pass too quickly. I can't believe this has happened here.

I arrive at a gym that I haven't been to in a long time, and I just came back to collect some stuff that I left when I was last here. Somebody else is with me, and I say "we're just here for two things, my basketball and..." something else I don't remember. There's a basketball court, but it is dark and locked up. Through a window from the next room, I can see there is a rack of basketballs, right in front of the window, and there is enough light to see their trademarks. None of them are mine, but there are some I can't see. I can't remember the brand of my basketball, though I'm pretty sure I can recognize it. But that makes it hard to ask somebody of the gym staff to help me claim it, if I can't even remember the brand.