Traveling the World with a Female Friend
I dreamt I was traveling a lot, to each continent, with
someone else. I don’t remember who. A woman I knew. Maybe Linda Moody. We were
going to go to each continent. We were trying to decide a basic game plan.
Which continent first, then next . . . We thought that within each continent,
we would “wing it.” I saw some great places (maybe Thailand, not sure) . . .
lovely beaches. I had some travel problems in Belarus or former USSR
country; got off the bus/train early.
Joshua’s Home
I went to see Joshua Ong. He lived in this amazing place.
Outside of his place were three huge boats stacked like bunk beds, and each
boat had a large bed with a type of cloth-chain seat belt so the person would
not fall out of it. Joshua said that worker/builders slept there as part of
their contract. Inside Joshua’s place it was messy and had tacky furniture but
I still liked it. There was a young (early 20s) mentally disabled blond man that was
hanging out at his place; he liked Joshua and apparently hung out at his place
a lot. The man and I talked for a bit; I don’t remember what we talked
about.
The Ballet with Scott M.
I was going to the ballet in SF with Scott M., this guy I knew growing up who was a hell of a lot like Napolean Dynamite. I was
telling Scott that I might take someone else, either this guy I used to date
(can’t remember who) or someone we knew from high school (can’t remember who)
or that we would meet with Paul S. while in San Jose. Scott was a
little reluctant about taking someone we knew from high school because he
didn’t want to be teased by them about going on a date with me. Scott showed me
his car; it was the same car from high school but was totally decked out on the
inside, all new seats, a place to sleep, lots of cool bells and whistles, very
high tech in his crappy sedan.
Matthew’s Weird Outfit
Matthew came back from a business lunch and was on the phone
on the couch and I noticed he was wearing this weird wet-suit like outfit that
was baby blue with a zipper all the way up the front. I was trying to ask his
why the hell he was wearing that but he was on the phone and made a gesture
like it was no big deal.
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