I think I was in a nice park in New York. There was a little girl who was dehydrated and needed water. I dug a little hole in the ground where there was mud, and used my hands holding a pile of dirt and my sleeves to filter out the wather as best I could, dripping it into her mouth.
Later, I was trying to find a new spot for a bunch of sea-lions to live in the same park. There was no ocean anywhere, mind you. I went searching around the area for what looked like a good area to bring afew to make a home, but couldn’t find anywhere decent. Eventualy I ended up walking on a dirt path with an old Beach Boys vinyl half-buried, and sticking up in the ground. I climbed up a few rocks on the opposite side of a fence, and came apon train tracks on a bridge. On my way back down, I hid behind some bushes as a train actually went by.