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( Oct. 18th, 2014 07:38 am)
Recall of feeling I was in my childhood home, in the kitchen.  Other people were 'around'.  But the only person I could see was my best friend from college's husband, who seemed to be working on something (where he had to be able to concentrate) in the bathroom off the kitchen.  (No, not 'bathroom business'...*rolls eyes*...as if it wasn't actually a bathroom, but was where it usually is in the place where I grew up - ie, I just because I 'thought' I was in a familiar place doesnt mean I *was*).

That is, he gave the impression he was trying to work.  I did address him at one point, start to talk to him, and he put down his work, but not in a 'dammit!' annoyed way, more in a 'I won't be able to concentrate here right now, will I?' kind of way.  He might have been preparing to re-locate elsewhere, but again, in a matter-of-fact way.

We conversed a bit, and I got (may have asked him, or repeated the info back to confirm I heard it correctly) that his favorite type of work table was a door on 2 sawhorses.

EE meditation done last night
No biphasic sleep - to bed a little later (around 9pm), woke around 6am, then dozed a bit, up around 7am.
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