(07/25/64) I can remember the dream involved levels, going up and down ramps, stairs, hills. Once we were looking for a certain road turnoff, with my husband and my daughter and mother. We were walking up a hill on a large road, with all sorts of roads crossing overhead, and it was raining. I spotted the turnoff, and knew I was right, because I had taken it before, and mother backed me up, though my husband thought it was wrong.