From: dicksilk@gmail.com   
      
   I had two dreams from last night (actually this morning) that remained in   
   memory to a significant degree that I felt I should write them down:   
      
   The first major dream occurred around or before 5:30 AM, and involved the   
   dreamer in a vehicle with another [energy form] who was not directly viewed,   
   but sensed more like someone you know is with you, but is simply not looked at   
   directly.  In recalling    
   the dream, however, that other person/form seemed more "lit," like with a   
   soft, unfocused light, not bright, not dim, but definitely "diffused."  At any   
   rate, I recall having seen "her" (for reasons I'll explain in a moment) to my   
   right, but due to the    
   words spoken later, that would mean either some wires got crossed up (which is   
   VERY likely in my case!) or that the dreamer was in Europe, or some form of a   
   "right hand drive" vehicle.   
      
   The dreamer and "wife" (again, for reasons that will soon become clear) were   
   traveling in a right-to-left perspective (no actual idea on direction) when   
   they stopped at some type of road-side establishment for the purpose of either   
   taking a break, eating,   
    or what have you, when the dreamer came across something like an outdoor,   
   automated hostess.  Not a robot, but more like a small marquee similar to a   
   drive-thru menu board.   
   Along with this digital hostess was a speaker with all sorts of colloquial   
   chat, similar to what one would hear at a small, country market, with a very   
   chatty old farm wife behind the counter, running the store.   
      
   It appeared as if the "wife" entity was about to engage with the board, when   
   the dreamer used his right arm to hold her back, as it were, as I (personally)   
   have an aversion to any phone conversations with computer-automated spam   
   callers.  (In real life,    
   sometimes I'll tell the recording: "I don't talk to computers" then hang up.    
   Actually, I'm talking to the recording function, but that's really splitting   
   hairs.)  (And I mean that I don't talk to computer-driven spam callers on the   
   telephone.  I    
   communicate *using* computers all day all week all year, etc.)   
      
   Likely as a consequence of the interrupted encounter with the chatty marquee,   
   the dreamer ended up standing in an aisle, *similar* to that of a Greyhound   
   Bus, facing the rear of the bus, with a female (perhaps a more personal   
   version of the voice that    
   had been chatting on the marquee) facing the dreamer, and the dreamer was   
   asking for travel directions.  PART of the conversation involved the dreamer   
   telling that he was "on vacation" and his "wife was driving" so that he had   
   "no idea" of where he was    
   at or in what direction he was heading.  All he knew was that he was in   
   Indiana / "Illinois" (for some reason he felt somewhere near Chicago and knew   
   that was NOT in Indiana, so he corrected himself in the conversation) and this   
   next part is a bit    
   sketchy, as it's now after 7:30 AM and I went back to sleep after letting the   
   dog out for a few minutes.   
   It was as if the lady facing the dreamer reached her hands out toward those of   
   the dreamer and they interlaced fingers.  The distance was close enough that   
   the elbows were bent rather than locked straight, yet not so close that they   
   were touching torsos.    
    There was a good foot of distance between them, maybe 18" or so.   
      
   Still, I have the residual impression that she was moving forward, as if   
   pushing the dreamer backwards (toward the front of the bus) where at some   
   point along this movement, another guy was standing in the aisle as well, and   
   either we passed him OR he    
   came up from behind her to make some kind of romantic advance, and the dreamer   
   simply fist-punched him in the face *using the left fist* (as the guy was on   
   the dreamer's left, the female's right) which was enough to "tap" him out of   
   the discussion.   
      
   "That was Robert!" she exclaimed, as if the dreamer had tapped out a known   
   suitor of some type (possibly even her husband?) but the dreamer simply said,   
   "That's OK.  It'll only make him sweet on you" (as if having another male   
   around her might make her    
   more desirable to her male.)   
      
   Even so, the dreamer was not after romance, but apparently still looking for   
   direction, and all I can say about this encounter in the bus aisle is that   
   perhaps it's referential to "backing up" a bit "in real life," so to speak.    
   No idea.  Clarity 9    
   overall.   
      
   The other dream (practically a *suite* of dreams!) occurred prior to 6:30 AM,   
   and involved the dreamer in a vehicle, as if cruising around a less-developed   
   area of campus (at MTSU perhaps?) comparable in feel to an older / past time   
   frame at MTSU, near    
   the northeast when the field across Greenland Drive from Reeves Rogers school   
   was a field, rather than the developed agri-center that it is today.   
      
    At any rate, there were two females in the distance, and the dreamer appeared   
   to be offering them a lift to wherever it was they were going (provided they   
   were headed in the same direction, of course.)   
      
   While I am unable to remember if they got in or not, the next view involved   
   passing along a street on campus where there were these large (2 or more?)   
   structures, roughly the size of a living room and kitchen of a built home (not   
   an efficiency apartment)    
   with something of a Lima bean shape, also apparently flexible, as if (with a   
   good bit of effort) they could be somehow compacted to a smaller size (for   
   transport) then *released* (expanded) back to full size "on site."   
      
   Apparently, these were "bean modules" or "bean homes" or possibly even "dorms"   
   where college-aged kids could live *as if* in a "starter home," yet cheaply   
   (something older young adults would likely like to move OUT of, into larger,   
   *actual* starter homes.   
   )   
      
   At any rate, this dream somehow turned into another scene where the dreamer   
   was as if in a home, as if with guests, as if they may have been a work crew   
   of some sort, as if the dreamer had possibly mentioned feeding them, or that   
   there were "greens"    
   available for anyone who wanted any (if anyone was hungry.)  Although I cannot   
   recall hearing this specifically in the dream, it may have gone like, "If   
   anyone's hungry, there're greens in the kitchen."   
      
      
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