From: dicksilk@gmail.com   
      
   13:03 PM 1/24/2021   
      
   Trip through town / observing stop signs / narrow alley / carrying stuffed toy   
   / trying to give-sell-donate wheeled walker / picking through spoils (stuff)   
   w/Sheryl / no friends:   
      
   Right.  So my dream life has become WAY fuller than my waking life as far as   
   activity is concerned.  I wake up often feeling tired from all the night's   
   activities.  But here goes:   
      
   The dreamer was driving through town, observing stop signs (which is VERY   
   unusual for me in a dream, but there it was!) and it seemed that possibly a   
   "wrong turn" may have been made, or an extra block traveled, such that the   
   dreamer got out of the car to    
   manually go look at street signs in order to get a proper perspective.    
   (That's a "last ditch" technique I developed while delivering pizzas IRL for   
   20 years, but only had to use it once or twice.)  The location appeared to be   
   an older section near town    
   center, the kind of "older" where buildings were mostly made of wood with   
   brick and glass fronts along paved sidewalks.  There was a "narrow" alley   
   between the building the dreamer was about to exit, and another building on   
   the same street (but across    
   the alley.)  Something went *WHOOSH!* right out of the alley and into the   
   street, although the dreamer did not see where it went nor what (if anything)   
   happened to it, but examining the *VERY* narrow alley, it appeared nothing   
   much wider than a 3-wheeled    
   motorcycle (possibly a 2-wheeled with a side-car) could've gotten through   
   there that fast.  Clarity 8+, nearly 9-, even possibly 9 in places.   
      
   In another scene which felt "part of" the preceding section, the dreamer was   
   approaching the car while holding something akin to a stuffed animal toy with   
   a handle across its long back.  It felt as if this toy were being brought into   
   the car to give the    
   dog *inside* the car something to play with.  Clarity 7+.   
      
   In what seemed a "different" dream, the dreamer was attempting to drop off /   
   give away / abandon a 4-wheeled walker (which looked *exactly* like the kind   
   my mother currently uses on her creakier days) the kind with two handles and a   
   small seat, as the    
   location was the house garage at the northernmost end of Scottland Drive, on   
   the east side of the street.  The area looked as if it were the drop-off site   
   for an upcoming rummage sale, or possibly the end result of hoarding / dumping   
   over several years.     
   There was the option-zone, if you will, of discussion regarding [should the   
   walker be simply abandoned there? donated to charity? sold online? given to an   
   old folks home?] and there appeared to be a female there with the dreamer,   
   Sheryl (a former    
   housemate from years past, in real life) with whom I had the experience (in   
   real life) of helping vacate at least three previous sites (again, in real   
   life) where she'd let "stuff" accumulate around her.  So I expect this dream   
   section had a great deal    
   to do with a) the collection of material objects and b) the dispensation of   
   material objects.  Clarity 9- to 8 as well.   
      
   That dream ended with a conversation which transitioned into the stage of   
   waking up for the morning, in which the dreamer was having a conversation with   
   Sheryl, where Sheryl was explaining to the dreamer why the dreamer has no   
   friends.  (I can only hind-   
   sight this as being due to a general rejection of materialism.)   
      
   13:23 PM 1/24/2021   
      
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