From: dicksilk@gmail.com   
      
   OOPS!  I should have started a new thread on 2022-02-10.   
      
   The dreamer is in a room with a feeling of something like a combination of a   
   hallway of a home and a small shop (possibly an in-home business?) wherein the   
   dreamer is with some females involving gathering a rack of clothes together,   
   like a rolling rack    
   used in stores \ shops used for sales or in wardrobe departments, such as   
   movie sets or theaters.  However, this setting was that of a narrow area,   
   similar to the hallway of my father's house on Scottland Drive.  In this   
   setting, the dreamer was on the    
   south side of the rack, facing north, and in passing, felt a satin-smooth   
   piece of fabric, that if it could be marketed, everyone would want to buy.    
   From a male's perspective, it felt as smooth as the finest woman's skin ever   
   touched.  The fabric    
   appeared to be of a shirt or top of some sort, amidst all the other selections   
   densely hung together. The dreamer had a passing thought to go back and see   
   what type of material was on the label, but the thought went through [my] mind   
   that if the need or    
   occasion were ever necessary in the future, it could be looked up then.   
      
   There was a scene following in which the dreamer was traveling outdoors, along   
   Scottland Drive, and spotted a small house, as if on beams like the kind used   
   for transporting a house from point A to point B, sitting between the two   
   houses that exist north    
   of my father's house IRL.  The dreamer thought it odd it had never been   
   observed before, and the house # was VERY clear during the dream, as in   
   perfectly readable, but in the waking state of recall, that number is a bit   
   misty, something like 1215, but I    
   had the impression that it reminded me of my mother's house "back on Hillside"   
   (in her elementary youth.)   
      
   At any rate, there was some form of socialization with people at a location   
   similar to an area around / between Windsor Drive and Whitehall Road.  (For   
   MANY years, there was a field there where kids on bicycles would sometimes   
   cross through, rather than    
   take "the long way around" via Glasgow.) The time currently is after sundown   
   Sunday evening, and LOTS of what this dream was about has since evaporated,   
   however, there was some type of view of dozens of people, possibly as a kind   
   of "greeting committee"    
   or possibly a church congregation or high school reunion of some sort.  Upon   
   waking, it occurred to me they *may* represent those who've passed on, OR   
   those who may be in attendance of a funeral / celebration of Life.  One of the   
   possible reasons for    
   this impression was that ONE of the people who interacted with the dreamer was   
   Shannon W. (from my youth) who (in real life) followed in her father's trade   
   at Woodfin's Funeral Home.   
      
   There was *something* about a shoe/boot (the kind of shoe with tall ankles,   
   similar to a galosh) left outside a door, and some discussion between the   
   dreamer and someone leaving a house (as if the boot had some significance to   
   them, and the dreamer had    
   some personal knowledge as to why it was left there, or perhaps what happened   
   to the other one.)   
      
   All the rest seems to have evaporated.  Sorry.  Clarity 8 to 9 while it was   
   going on.  I even had the inkling to go back and check out that small house   
   later, to see what it was about.   
      
   --- SoupGate-Win32 v1.05   
    * Origin: you cannot sedate... all the things you hate (1:229/2)