From: dicksilk@gmail.com   
      
   11:46 AM 12/3/2020   
      
   The 4-item dream:   
      
   The dreamer was sloshing around in a pit of water at least up to the   
   shoulders, working at tugging pieces of wood around in the water.  There is   
   *some* possibility that this *may* have been a result of watching the Nova   
   special (on DVR) last night about "   
   Saving Notre Dame" (or restoring it, what have you.  A good deal of the show   
   discussed the rebuilding of the roof, aka "the forest", which of course burned   
   up entirely back in April.)  The dreamer pulled up two boards which appeared   
   to be nailed,    
   although nails were likely NOT used in the building of Notre Dame.  But be   
   that as it may—  the dreamer also encountered a location OUT of the water   
   involving a tub / basin, not affixed to any wall, and the process of using a   
   "scrubbie" on it in order    
   to clean it was the action.  A 3rd element of this dream involved another   
   individual, a smaller, younger male (perhaps late teens, early 20s?) who had a   
   noticeably obsequious air about him, as if doing a good job and pleasing the   
   boss was the only thing    
   that mattered.  I know there was a *fourth* element to this dream, but it's   
   evaporated.   
      
   The field:   
      
   The dreamer was in view of a large field, seen as if on the north side (the   
   field facing south) of a road running east to west.  It was seen in a   
   yellowish tint, like perhaps flax or possibly wheat, but as the dreamer   
   approached the field, buildings    
   began to appear (perhaps starting as farm-like buildings) then modernize a bit   
   (like a strip mall.)  The dream ended.   
      
   Yes, there were GOBS of little dreams that are all evaporated, but some that   
   remain include:   
      
   The flush:   
      
   The dreamer was called in to "the big bathroom" by his elderly mother, who was   
   pointing to a turd floating upright in the center of the bowl, apparently with   
   the understanding that the turd would not go down.  The dreamer indicated to   
   her to flush the    
   toilet.  After a brief moment, the dreamer made a circling motion with his   
   right forefinger in the air, then the turd indeed went down the bowl.   
      
   The toilet in the closet:   
      
   In another toilet-bowl-related dream, the dreamer was in a bedroom of sorts,   
   very similar to the mobile home where I used to live at 3050 Asbury Lane.    
   Along the SW corner of the structure there was a narrow, long closet (as in   
   real life) but in the    
   dream, there was a toilet bowl in the far corner, with the back of the fixture   
   along the eastern wall.  The dreamer was having a kind of moment of recall,   
   such as "Ah yes, I remember this being here— I'd nearly forgotten about it"   
   —although that was    
   not expressly *spoken* during the dream.  As the dreamer went to investigate   
   it, the back tank lid appeared to be off, and there were sheets of toilet   
   paper strewn about the entire fixture.  Not a *lot*, but enough to cause it to   
   appear *very* shabby.     
   The dreamer cleaned up a piece or two, as if dropping them into the bowl in   
   order to be flushed away.  There was something about the bowl itself that was   
   askew, as if it had been somehow turned, causing the internal tank mechanisms   
   to all be at a slight    
   angle.  The dreamer straightened the whole thing, causing the parts to align   
   properly, although a leak became audible as if the straightening had lessened   
   some stretched (previously) water-tight seal.  It is unclear as to whether or   
   not the leak became    
   tight again as the dream ended, but the dreamer was definitely chastising the   
   female (who much resembled Joyce) about her careless (messy) practices which   
   had caused the problem in the first place.   
      
   The kitten:   
      
   In a short dream segment before waking, the dreamer had scooped up a small   
   kitten and was stroking it while holding it to his chest / solar plexus /   
   beneath his chin.  I say "his" in this because the dreamer "felt" so much like   
   myself.  I've not held a    
   kitten in real life in quite some years by now, but this kitten was clearly   
   purring, and it felt good to be holding a kitten again, as the dream ended.   
      
   12:14 PM 12/3/2020   
      
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