From: dicksilk@gmail.com   
      
   2020/03/13 FRIDAY!   
      
   Two dream sequences of note, not entirely sure which came first or last, but:   
      
   "I" (the dreamer) was on a kind of "tour" of my neighborhood, on the north end   
   (considered the "back side" as it used to be all fields before it was later   
   developed) with a gal who, in the dream, looked exactly like a gal I remember   
   most from middle    
   school, Melissa Mobley.  A quick online search shows dozens and dozens of   
   hits, so finding an actual link is a bit difficult.  Facebook pulled her up no   
   problem, but apparently married to another female and having a different   
   (married) last name.     
   Possibly a misperception on my part?  Possibly not.  At any rate, why this gal   
   was in a dream is anybody's guess.  Her comment was along the lines of not   
   having ever been in any of the homes in Scottland Acres, with the "image   
   sense" of more like on    
   Windsor St. or Whitehall Rd.  I found this claim a bit odd, and asked, "You   
   were never in the home of Shannon Woodfin? or [Vicki Beach]? (I couldn't quite   
   peg a 2nd name, but had the idea of someone on Whitehall Rd.) The next view   
   was of a large farm    
   building, similar to what one might find on a diary farm, set a ways back in a   
   green field (pasture?) and I couldn't remember ever having seen that   
   particular place there before, which I found curious, but the dream ended.   
      
   The other dream was much like being at a junk auction or estate sale of some   
   kind, only the material in question was a large rack of used car tires,   
   perhaps two racks tall (an upper and a lower rack) with tires running left to   
   right.  There were perhaps    
   4 to 8 dozen tires.  It looked like a real pain of work.  Someone (boss-like)   
   was describing the tire sizes and how to organize them. It seemed as if they   
   were to be sorted according to size, assuming they were of any decent quality   
   to be resold in the    
   first place.  There was one tire in particular that had a dual size listing,   
   sort of like how European shoe sizes are different from US shoe sizes, only   
   this seemed like simply two different measurements, which didn't make much   
   sense, but about the time    
   I got that mess figured out, there were other items as well that needed dealt   
   with, including what seemed like crutches carved out of (small) tree branch   
   (wooden) poles roughly 2" diameter max.  I believe the idea was to move the   
   stack of crutches from    
   where they were above the tire racks over onto a flatbed truck, along with   
   what seemed like wooden panels, maybe 6" to 18" wide, and a few feet in   
   length.  I wasn't clear on the thickness of these panels, and whatever they   
   actually were has evaporated,    
   although if they were recovered from a demolished home, that would make sense   
   considering all the damage that the tornadoes ripped though Middle Tennessee   
   (IRL) last week.   
      
   --- SoupGate-Win32 v1.05   
    * Origin: you cannot sedate... all the things you hate (1:229/2)