From: dicksilk@gmail.com   
      
   Yesterday, I was rather preoccupied with finishing a bit of business that was   
   ~ (approximately) some 58 years (±1 year) to conclude.   
      
   There were some semi-interesting dreams, mostly now well-evaporated, but one   
   involved the dreamer feeling as if female, as if in a kind of locker room   
   (with a lightly pinkish tint to it) and having to deal with two objects: a bar   
   of green soap (like    
   Irish Spring) and a set of about a half-dozen keys, with the question on the   
   mind as being akin to: "What am I supposed to do with these things?"   
      
   The dreamer finally decided to just place the bar of soap on a surface   
   somewhere (roughly between waist and shoulder level) and walked out with keys   
   still in hand, wondering what to do with them.  Clarity 8-ish.   
      
   Interestingly enough, I *just now* finished replying to an email regarding the   
   "I'm not a robot" checkbox that is needed to post in this group, so there's   
   the *possibility* that the "soap and keys" are related to access *to* this   
   newsgroup (alt.dreams.)   
      
   --- SoupGate-Win32 v1.05   
    * Origin: you cannot sedate... all the things you hate (1:229/2)