From: dicksilk@gmail.com   
      
   I know, it's late.  I took the time to jot down a few "titles" earlier this   
   morning so I could (hopefully) pull them back this evening.   
      
   Here we go:   
      
   From last night / this morning:   
   MTSU: professor giving lecture at Tucker Theater Auditorium (also: Kristie   
   Allie):   
      
   The dreamer was in a *large* area *similar* to the audience seating area of a   
   stage, such as the Tucker Theater at the Boutwell Dramatic Arts building at   
   MTSU.   
      
   The dreamer was observing a person on stage, as it were, although it *could   
   also* be considered as being in a lecture hall, observing a professor   
   (although most lecture halls have the students elevated, looking down to the   
   speaker.  In a theater, the    
   audience may be looking *up* from the seats closer to the stage, as was the   
   case in this dream.)   
      
   The speaker was *very much* in appearance like my "mentor" from MTSU, whom   
   I'll simply refer to here as "Dr. J."   
      
   Sadly, I'm unable to recall the details in the dream of whatever he may have   
   been discussing, but the *odd* thing was that, for a moment, I was watching   
   Kirstie (Louise) Alley (January 12, 1951 – December 5, 2022) (   
   ikipedia.org/wiki/Kirstie_Alley) and,   
    to put it into position, if the very front, center edge of the stage were the   
   center point on a clock face, the dreamer was sitting out around 5 AM, closer   
   to the 5 than to the center point, and she was standing at around 12:30 AM,   
   closer to the center    
   point than to the outer rim of the clock face, and she was *also facing*   
   around 1 AM to 2 AM (downstage left) so I *may* have seen her face as she   
   swished by, although it *could* have been a "Gina figure" from back in the   
   early '80s.  Still, the dreamer    
   thought it was Kirstie Alley, and the next moment, it was back to Dr. J.   
   again, dream ended (if anything else happened, it's evaporated) clarity 8.    
   (The theater area was dark, and the professor was lit up as if in a spot   
   light.  Kirstie was also well    
   lit, but appeared darker overall, as if she'd been wearing dark clothing,   
   although her dark hair had lighter streaks (at least one) in it.)   
      
   Found in bathrobe, looking for wallet & phone:   
   The dreamer became aware of being "in the scene" so to speak, of being in only   
   a bathrobe, with the sense that he'd just had a shower (which was why he was   
   in a bathrobe) as if it had been a gym-like (men's) shower, rather than a   
   personal home / bathroom    
   shower.   
      
   This *may* be in some way "related" to the previous dream, as Dr. J. is of the   
   (formerly "HPERS") "Health and Human Performance" dept. (or whatever they call   
   it these days) at MTSU (the academic side of the Sports / Athletics   
   department.)   
      
   At any rate, the dreamer goes up to a type of table/desk area, with 2 or 3   
   people there (likely guys, young college age) as if they might be attendants   
   or equipment managers or something, and is telling them that he (the dreamer)   
   has somehow forgotten    
   his wallet and phone, and needs to find them.   
      
   Here's the interesting thing:  *In the dream,* the dreamer *knew* MY cell   
   phone number!!  It was clear as day, *in the dreamer's mind!* and the dreamer   
   was saying *something* to the guys that, "Hey, just call my phone, and we'll   
   hear it ring" (provided    
   the ringer volume was up) — and thus we/they could easily find the phone and   
   the wallet (*duh!*) and the discussion was *about to go right into this* when   
   the dream ended.  Gonna give this a clarity 10-, not because it was vivid or   
   anything, but    
   because of the *clarity* of the phone number in the dreamer's mind!  Area code   
   (615) 123-4567 (sorry, posting my actual cell # online would invite an   
   *horrendous* amount of spam calls from web crawlers.)  Otherwise, it was   
   around an 8+ / 9-.   
      
   Wandering through barber shop?   
   The dreamer *may* have been wandering through a barber shop *prior* to the   
   bathrobe segment above, but it's a tad unclear, even when I awoke this   
   morning.  There was a kind of a "dual focus" of the timeline, as if part of   
   the dreamer was going *into* the    
   shop while part of the dreamer was *remembering* having gone into the shop /   
   coming out of the shop.  The memorable thing about it is that it was a type of   
   old-style barber shop with 2 or 3 chairs in a row, and the barbers were   
   black.  (I'm white, and    
   although I've had *various* barbers at the local barber college, I've never   
   actually gone to a "black barber shop," which are actually very central to a   
   community's "thread" / hum / lifeline.)  Just gonna give this a clarity 7, for   
   "I have no idea."     
   That time line business was a tad interesting:  Humanity sees time as   
   "linear," going from "Now A" to "Now B" but this was like *different   
   directions* going *to* the *Now* *Present*.  I've had a *few* astral   
   adventures like this, *sort of,* but this one    
   seemed "unique" in its own way.   
      
   Off to someone's house:   
   Hoses on floor:   
      
   IF "Off to someone's house" was *separate from* "Hoses on floor," sorry, too   
   much evaporation.   
      
   What I *can* remember is:   
      
   The dreamer was *as if* in a home (*similar* to my home) yet there were hoses   
   *on the floor,* at least one of which was *maybe* of the quality / standard   
   for fire hoses, but *possibly* the size and shape of a typical, green, garden   
   hose.  (I suspect    
   there were 2 or more hoses present.  I did get the sense that there was more   
   than one hose in the house.)   
      
   *One* of the hoses (I'm fairly sure it was the green garden hose) was allowed   
   to lay flat, which was something of a mistake, as the dreamer had a very clear   
   idea that the hose end should've been kept end-*UP* so as to prevent spillage.   
      
   Sure enough, as the end of the hose lay flat, water began flowing out of it,   
   onto the floor, and the dreamer picked up the end, and was considering how to   
   clean up the water (which wasn't really obvious on the floor, just the   
   *thought* that there was    
   water that needed cleaning up) when the dream ended.   
      
   On a personal note:  My elderly mother (she turns 94 in January) was telling   
   me this evening at dinner that it was pointless for her to take her dinner   
   meds, as she felt / said she wouldn't make it through the night.   
      
      
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