nine

[Crystal J]

This dream was very short. In the dream, I was on my hands and knees in the middle of a field of dirt. I could not see any trees or plants from where I was, only dark brown loose soil. About three inches deep. At first, there were other people around, but as the dream progressed they faded away. It was a very overcast day as everthing felt shadowy. I kept running my hands over and through the dirt. I was looking for something. I was looking for 'nine'. Not the numberal 9, but the word 'nine'. It wasn't etched in the harder dirt underneath, but maybe printed on a small transluscent piece of plastic. I don't know for sure, but I never did find 'nine' and I finally woke up for a bathroom visit.