Army of Race Car Rivers

Dad gave me some of his old army gear - and there was a short video of a super model wearing the gear - but it was almost like some 'anti' campaign... at one point in the fashion type shoot she lowered the front part of the camo pants she was wearing and it showed a dull tattoo and 3 symbols carved into her abdomen.. still bleeding.  She had this look of 'fuck you' on her face.  Strange I thought... I wasn't quite sure what it was supposed to mean.

I started to look through one of the green canvas bags... I was going to take it with me into a movie and had found a bag of shelled sunflower seeds and pistachios in one pouch and maps to California rivers in the other.  I overheard Dad say something about if you go on certain rivers and encounter trouble they won't even come help you.. you are on your own.  I tried to flashback to a memory of witnessing a kayaker being stalked by a group of something in the water that lead to his demise... but I couldn't recall the memory clearly.  I wanted to go down these rivers - but did not want to meet the same fate as the man I was trying to remember.   Some of the paperwork found had my name on it as if it was intended for me the whole time.

Earlier and more fuzzy - could have been a completely separate dream... I had acquired a 2001 something something former race car that went really fast... it still had racing stickers on it.

It was probably a second dream... I remember briefly waking up and being on completely the opposite side of the bed than I fell asleep on.  I remember this because it's unusual... I don't often move that much in my sleep... but last night it was asleep at edge 1... awake at edge 2.