Now I'm trying to see if I can hit that high note and maintain interest in the game. Those little peaks are always what keeps the players coming back. If one has high points every single session even on a biweekly basis then one has to top oneself again.
As it stands, I have not hit that mark since that night.
Fortunately on Saturday morning had a dream that I did remember. The forest was full of mist and the sunlight was a dull gray. You are standing in an open field west of a white house, with a boarded front door. There is a small mailbox here. Actually it was a decrepit Victorian mansion without any doors and smashed in windows. I found a pathway and followed it to a trestle bridge. Instead of having a road or railway, chainlink fence was hung like a net. Draped at intervals were steel cables with orange floaters. Across the way was a big, abandoned school that frightened me. I was glad that the bridge wasn't very convenient and gave me a reason to be a pussy and stay on my side.