From: dicksilk@gmail.com   
      
   There were several dreams, and some of them *seemed* to flow along a narrative   
   (story line) although that's less than absolutely certain, so here goes:   
      
   Guy cleaning Mom's Bathroom (vanity):   
      
   The dreamer was happening by a room similar to the *small* half-bath   
   (technically, it's a "master bathroom") off my parent's bathroom at my   
   childhood home on Scottland Drive.  There was a noise similar to   
   mouse-scratching type activity so the dreamer    
   peeked in to investigate, finding something like a vanity closet / flue with a   
   small guy inside:  not a dwarf, and not so small as to be a jockey, just more   
   along the lines of the ultra-light-weight category (if one were into boxing.)    
   OK, so I'm around    
   200 lbs today, so this guy would be more like around 130–150, max?  (Note:   
   the guy in the dream was "reminiscent" of a guy named "Joe" that I used to   
   work with back in the late '80s, possibly early '90s.  However, the name and   
   size *also* match my    
   maternal grandfather's description from when *he* was young and active, circa   
   1920s–'30s.)   
      
   He was in the closet/flue construction, reaching up as if to clean out an air   
   duct at a point above regular eye-level (nearer the ceiling of the room.)  Why   
   he was cleaning it was unclear, but the general area had a *gleaming*   
   whiteness about it as if it    
   were of a porcelain tile of some sort, so the dreamer let the guy just   
   continue what he was doing without interrupting him.  Clarity 9-ish, despite   
   the unfamiliar construction of the vanity/closet/flue.   
      
   Device "overhead" result of past invention:   
   In another semi-plumbing-related dream, the dreamer was talking with someone   
   apparently functioning in a maintenance-like role, who then needed to go out   
   and do some work in a relatively "overhead" location.  I use that word to   
   describe the "relative    
   location" in which further activity occurred rather than to "quote" it as a   
   word that may (or may not) have actually been used in the dream.   
      
   The person "above" (it seemed nearly as if the dreamer were in a location   
   *similar* to a sewage tunnel, and "above" was a "street level") was using a   
   lever or knob that the dreamer had apparently designed at some point in the   
   (forgotten / barely    
   remembered) past.  It was like some "genius-type" do-it-yourself invention   
   that the dreamer had made for a personal use of some sort, only the   
   "maintenance-type" guy was complimenting the dreamer on the gadget (whatever   
   it may have been) that operated    
   similar to a 6"–8" hydraulic piston: press the lever "forwards" and the   
   object on the upper level tipped forward; pull the lever backwards, and   
   whatever that tipped-forward object was would relax back to its un-tipped   
   (upright) position.  And I know    
   this is gonna sound a bit funny, but it was *almost* as if the object the   
   device was tipping forward was like a toilet bowl for a *really* wide   
   posterior, like one of those morbidly obese people with a seat-print of at   
   least 3 to 4 seats wide.   
      
   All I can say is, the dreamer's perspective was from *below* the level of that   
   object, so there wasn't really *that* good of a view of whatever it may have   
   been.  Clarity 8-ish.   
      
   These next few titles were jotted down early this morning, and it's now after   
   10 PM CDT, so needless to say, there's been a LOT of "evaporation" between   
   then and now:   
      
   "Family" (people?) out on a "retreat" (?)   
   If I hadn't written this down, I'd not have remembered it – at *all* –....   
      
   All I can say it, it was *very likely* related to this next topic:   
      
   "Son" gets a fever.   
   I have a feeling that a young guy, similar to myself, though possibly more   
   like a biological son, who *may* have been involved in the dream topic just   
   above this one, had a temperature above normal, approaching what is typically   
   referred to as a "fever"    
   amongst parents.  That it was detected *in* the dream-state was perhaps *the*   
   unusual aspect of this dream:  the dreamer *felt* the heat from the child's   
   forehead.  Clarity 9+ except that so much detail has been evaporated, sorry.    
   Note:  the appearance    
   of the child, perhaps around 8–10 years of age, looked *as if* he could've   
   been the son of myself and Gina, genotypically speaking.   
      
   Dude in charge of the hospital??   
   The "dude" being referenced had something of a "minority flavor" to him, as if   
   he were either from off the streets, a wheeler-dealer kinda guy, or possibly a   
   "playah," but I remember his character as having shoulder and ribcage "width"   
   to him, perhaps    
   along the lines of a luchador (masked Mexican wrestler.)  Clarity 8-, as I   
   think seeing him was something of an intermediate step between the outing, the   
   son coming down with a fever, and this next segment:   
      
   Taking "Son" to the hospital for a fever (passing Jubenville)   
   Following guy with 'shroom cart.   
   The dreamer was carrying his(? "the") son through the corridor of a hospital   
   (back when you could just come in through a side entrance rather than the E.R.   
   main entrance) looking for someone with whom to confer regarding the son's   
   fever, like a nurse or    
   pediatrician, etc., even an orderly if only to get better directions.   
      
   The dreamer *passed* a guy who looked just like my former professor at MTSU,   
   Dr. Colby Jubenville, although that person in that dream had really nothing to   
   say, but just kept going off to the right as the dreamer with son was   
   progressing leftward down    
   the corridor.   
      
   At one point, someone mentioned to the dreamer that (if looking for X?) then   
   [follow person Y] to the target destination.   
      
   The dreamer asked to confirm, "You mean the guy with the cart of mushrooms?"   
   (It was one of those rectangular tray-top carts of about 2½' wide x 3½' long   
   and *maybe* 4' tall, on coasters, one coaster on each of the 4 legs of the   
   cart.)   
      
      
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