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Not much recall despite a lot of activity. But recall being on a 'bus', going back to my childhood home (apparently). Seemed schoolbus-ish (at least regarding the seats), though there also seemed to be (or at least I tried to find) a strip/pull cord with which to signal the driver.
A seat or so behind me seemed to be a person whom I identified (whether correctly or not) as actor 'Clive Owen'. I proceeded to attempt to politely make conversation with him, asking him general questions about his latest project. I'd ask him something, get an answer (not very detailed), then look/turn away briefly while I tried to think of what to ask next, then turn back and ask him a new question. His answers were short, though not rude. Possibly he was awkward or discomforted, as if he was not really in the mood to talk, or as if he (if he perhaps was not the actor) was trying to figure out what the heck to say to me.
I noticed we were drawing near my childhood home, but that there was a 'house' blocking the road ahead of us. Bemused, I got up in the front, near the driver, and stared at it, thinking that we were stuck; couldn't go any further. But then the 'house' (evidently something on a trailer - perhaps someone was moving a house or outbuilding) suddenly pulled away and moved on down the road. The bus began to move on, and I realized we were passing the stop I wanted to get off at. So I either rang the bell or otherwise let the driver know I needed the next stop (seemed to get some sort of acknowledgement from him), and turned back to say goodbye and thanks for talking with me to 'Clive Owen', but he had disappeared from the seat; there were different people there instead, including a child. Methinks 'Clive Owen' got tired of dealing with me, and bugged out; switched seats or something.
No EE meditation
No biphasic sleep - was a quick pit stop, though
A seat or so behind me seemed to be a person whom I identified (whether correctly or not) as actor 'Clive Owen'. I proceeded to attempt to politely make conversation with him, asking him general questions about his latest project. I'd ask him something, get an answer (not very detailed), then look/turn away briefly while I tried to think of what to ask next, then turn back and ask him a new question. His answers were short, though not rude. Possibly he was awkward or discomforted, as if he was not really in the mood to talk, or as if he (if he perhaps was not the actor) was trying to figure out what the heck to say to me.
I noticed we were drawing near my childhood home, but that there was a 'house' blocking the road ahead of us. Bemused, I got up in the front, near the driver, and stared at it, thinking that we were stuck; couldn't go any further. But then the 'house' (evidently something on a trailer - perhaps someone was moving a house or outbuilding) suddenly pulled away and moved on down the road. The bus began to move on, and I realized we were passing the stop I wanted to get off at. So I either rang the bell or otherwise let the driver know I needed the next stop (seemed to get some sort of acknowledgement from him), and turned back to say goodbye and thanks for talking with me to 'Clive Owen', but he had disappeared from the seat; there were different people there instead, including a child. Methinks 'Clive Owen' got tired of dealing with me, and bugged out; switched seats or something.
No EE meditation
No biphasic sleep - was a quick pit stop, though