Him again - painting maze

Date: 12/31/2018

He painted. I lived close to him in some huge construction site that felt like a maze. His paintings hung along a staircase. I would choose a painting and get sucked up into it and would see his world. I chose one with water and boats and found myself on a boat in pretty turbulent water. J’s dog was with me. After sailing for what felt like forever, we arrived back where we started. And I saw clues of him like he’d been there. I had to follow them, but I also felt a distinct longing for home like I was unsafe. Somehow I got moved out of the site right before I was going to see him. A man picked me up and dropped me in a hostile place that felt like nothing except for a gas station. I was stuck in circles and couldn’t find my way back. Just wandering around trying. In the end I made it back to him, but I don’t know if I saw him or not.