Last night/this morning (eve of/ Dec. 15) I had a complex one, which I only remember bits of:
There
were a lot of important people mingling, like they would at a business
party. One person was favored to be in charge, but then I ended up in a
small room with a handful of people, and a man who was more clearly
going to be in charge. One person told of a dream they had had the
previous night, that they were flying somewhere in a large, fancy
airplane. And then another person said they had had the same experience.
And the man who was going to be in charge (who looked like Wallace
Shawn who played Vizzini in the Princess Bride) said that he too had
had that dream, and that it had been a fleet of aircraft with each one
of his elite group on one of the other planes. Everyone in the room had
had that dream. With a look, he asked me to tell him his future, and I
said that I can't always see that on a person, but then he grinned at it
was written in light, shimmering blue across his teeth, and so I
foretold of his coming to power and of happiness and success. He didn't
seem especially impressed by my reading though.
Later/seperately,
I was in a large, airy gymnasium, and a high school friend, Shawn was
running a food cart that was very tall. He was high up, so I was looking
almost straight up to talk with him. The food cart menu was a many
paged affair, carved lightly into sheets of tinfoil. S suggested that he
could teach gym classes at my college, since he had experience teaching
high school gym. I was dubious that he would have the right type of gym
class experience for the weird classes taught at the college.
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