From: dicksilk@gmail.com   
      
   2020/04/25 Friday:   
      
   Whereas the night before I had multiple dreams of various women, *last* night   
   I had *one* dream with *MANY* women!  The dreamer was in a position similar to   
   being on one's hands & knees, and either one of two situations occurred:    
   either A moved in    
   relation to B, or B was moving in relation to A, but *one* of the two was   
   stationary, while the *other* was moving.  In this case, the dreamer (in a   
   somewhat kneeling position) was passing beneath the legs of perhaps a   
   half-dozen or more women.  In other    
   words, they were all standing with their legs apart (^-shaped) while the   
   dreamer's head (specifically, the base of his neck) was rubbing / passing   
   beneath them.  Now what this means is anybody's guess, but it seems as if the   
   dreamer were as a key in    
   search of a lock to fit, and a multiple option of locks were being presented.   
      
   The other dream of note included a vista of sorts, where the dreamer had been   
   in a driving scenario of some sort, and ended up at / in the entrance of a   
   subdivision.  Only the dreamscape of this subdivision was unbelievably flat,   
   with every yard nearly    
   identical, with no houses, but each yard had what appeared to be a source of   
   water upon it, somehow connecting each yard with the street.  The atmosphere   
   was misty, as if a morning fog were in the process of lifting.  *I have a   
   HUNCH* that this was a    
   visual/dream representation of an online group on Facebook, "You grew up or   
   lived in Murfreesboro in the '50s or '60s", of which I am the admin, and which   
   has over 1000 members.   
      
   One other dream involved a computer hardware/software type scenario, where   
   some *tempting* game software was being offered up for grabs.  It was   
   tangible, like back in the old days, when one used diskettes in order to load   
   a game (back *before* the CD-   
   ROM became popular!  These days, everything is just a download / app of some   
   sort.) The software package was *touched* but not *taken*, yet a moment later   
   there was a *very* old-fashioned sound, reminiscent of an 8-bit sound card,   
   giving a "bloop bloop    
   blaaap" kind of "failed" sound notification regarding an incompatible piece of   
   software, or something that had bombed using an old DOS or early Windows   
   computer.   
      
   --- SoupGate-Win32 v1.05   
    * Origin: you cannot sedate... all the things you hate (1:229/2)