Morning of November 17, 1982. Wednesday.

My dream starts out in the apartment above my sister’s place which seems vacant at the time, though there are a few things around. The steps are quite unusual, but are similar to a few other dreams with this distortion. They go around the sides of the room to no particular location and have no balustrade.

Over time, a large seemingly menacing polar bear makes an appearance. I realize that the polar bear may have eaten the previous occupant of the apartment, yet I am also thinking the tenant had gotten away and left a few things behind. There is additional strange distortion where the apartment seems to be upside-down somehow (in design).

Later, I am downstairs in my sister’s area and there is a knock at the door which is presumed to be the mailman with a package. It turns out to be the polar bear. This is not quite a nightmare, but somewhat uncomfortable. The polar bear is always standing upright on two legs throughout.