Seemed to be at/around my childhood home. A few other people were around. I seemed to be trying to get dressed, possibly for school; was rifling through a chest of belongings (somehow outside, on the grass, outside our property lines, on the road's verge??), which was unorganized. Didn't seem to have found a complete outfit, or at least, not the type I really wanted. At one point, a bus drew up, but I realized it wasn't the correct one to get on. As it started to pull away, I peeked inside; it seemed crammed full of little kids.
Also a sense of being out, clothes shopping. Was definitely that sense of the compulsive quality of it. Me carrying a brown paper shopping bag, crammed full, getting more stuff I didn't really want (even as I got it).
EE meditation done.
No biphasic sleep. Woke an hour pre-alarm for a pitstop; back to sleep for the last hour
Also a sense of being out, clothes shopping. Was definitely that sense of the compulsive quality of it. Me carrying a brown paper shopping bag, crammed full, getting more stuff I didn't really want (even as I got it).
EE meditation done.
No biphasic sleep. Woke an hour pre-alarm for a pitstop; back to sleep for the last hour