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Seemed to be out and about in the center of my home town. Except I was under the impression that I had to catch or transfer to a bus (except I'd (apparently) ended up not where the bus would pick up. Initially thought it was morning (saw a watch or something), perhaps 10 minutes to 10 am. Spent a bit of time angsting over what I should do / where I should go / what time it was (ie, did I have time to get over to where (maybe) the bus was leaving from). Considered contacting my parents and/or going to their place (remember, I only have one parent left now; recall of that wasn't a feature of this dream) where if nothing else, I could wait in comfort for the next bus if I'd inevitably missed this one. Got the idea to try to catch a cab (they're seldom in my home town). Saw one vehicle approaching the very small downtown shopping area; kind of waved at it/followed it as it pulled in. The guy inside kind of gestured in a "Why are you trying to get my attention" way, to which I asked (in some way) if he was a cab; he then did some form of "Oh, no; I'm not" reply. At another moment an actual cab seemed to approach, yet was apparently full. As it swung around a corner I seemed to get a sense of a mocking "Ha-ha!" from the denizens within, to which I kind of waved/sent back a varient of "Yeah, well; the heck with you, too".
I became aware that instead of being morning (though had it ever been?) it now seemed to be dusk/evening - my watch (?) now seemed to read 8 pm. General sense that I needed to get back home (to my current city, presumably).
* * *
After being up awake for some time (didn't check time for how long) finally slept, then woke up from:
Was near a building; possibly a 'warehouse'. Seemed to be night. I noticed through the glass on a door that there seemed to be two kids/teens in there (who oughtn't be there), running around. Disapproving (in a they've done this before but this time imma call Security on 'em, cos they really shouldn't be doing this), I opened the door a crack to shout after them that they better get out, prepared to do just that...but not sure I completed the call/got the message across.
Ended up in a(nother?) building where a (visiting) theater group was preparing to do a play. A Funny Thing Happened On the Way to the Forum? Not sure. The stage was weird in that it was small (like a dinner theater stage??) and curved around a bit; it was more like a glorified ledge. The cast seemed to do the "Get up from among the apparent audience and go up on stage and start the show" thing. I didn't have a proper seat, though I kind of claimed one (with some item I'd been carrying - a bag? A shoe?). Some people moved seats a bit just as it was starting. I actually ended up sitting on some steps that led down into the room/area, though.
Not sure if this next bit was an extension of the prior 'play' scene. I (and others) seemed to be hanging out with this bunch of people (possibly the aforementioned actors troupe). Food seemed to be a feature. I seemed to be eating something, maybe cookies(?) out of a brown paper bag. Perhaps bagged lunches had been handed out. I liked what I was eating, but on one item found a (clear) plastic sticker/label that indicated that the cookies were a product that involved, well, some kind of mind control process or some such. Noticing this I got this "Better not let my hosts know I noticed this!" feeling and got into secret/cunning mode. Someone sensed something, though, because I realized they were now getting wary and thay may have decided they'd better be prepared to take action to make sure that no one (including me) would buck their system. Almost as if they were prepared to re-zap people if necessary. I then felt that I may have found a way to conceal the sticker so they wouldn't realize that was what I'd found it (the sense was that no, it shouldn't have been there, as if someone along the line had screwed up/been careless) as I wanted to save it to use as proof to outsiders of nefarious doings. That way, even if they did re-zap us/me, I'd find the sticker again later and re-gain the suppressed knowledge after we'd left their presence. In other words, we weren't supposed to ever have a clue that we'd been...altered along the way.
This next bit seemed to be me riding in a moving vehicle (as if a car) with someone. Might have been my dad, but I also seemed to be making conversation regarding...Ceasar. As in, I may have been asking something about a possible ambush (upon seeing an image of Caesar riding on a horse somewhere), as if asking about details some of the old stories or tales of Caesar's life. Kind of like how he'd written about travels/military campaigns in Gaul, etc. back in the day.
No EE meditation
Biphasic sleep - napped right after supper until 12:30 am. Stayed up for some time, thinking about (okay; a bit of mild Angsting was involved)...stuff; didn't note when I finally got back to sleep.
I became aware that instead of being morning (though had it ever been?) it now seemed to be dusk/evening - my watch (?) now seemed to read 8 pm. General sense that I needed to get back home (to my current city, presumably).
* * *
After being up awake for some time (didn't check time for how long) finally slept, then woke up from:
Was near a building; possibly a 'warehouse'. Seemed to be night. I noticed through the glass on a door that there seemed to be two kids/teens in there (who oughtn't be there), running around. Disapproving (in a they've done this before but this time imma call Security on 'em, cos they really shouldn't be doing this), I opened the door a crack to shout after them that they better get out, prepared to do just that...but not sure I completed the call/got the message across.
Ended up in a(nother?) building where a (visiting) theater group was preparing to do a play. A Funny Thing Happened On the Way to the Forum? Not sure. The stage was weird in that it was small (like a dinner theater stage??) and curved around a bit; it was more like a glorified ledge. The cast seemed to do the "Get up from among the apparent audience and go up on stage and start the show" thing. I didn't have a proper seat, though I kind of claimed one (with some item I'd been carrying - a bag? A shoe?). Some people moved seats a bit just as it was starting. I actually ended up sitting on some steps that led down into the room/area, though.
Not sure if this next bit was an extension of the prior 'play' scene. I (and others) seemed to be hanging out with this bunch of people (possibly the aforementioned actors troupe). Food seemed to be a feature. I seemed to be eating something, maybe cookies(?) out of a brown paper bag. Perhaps bagged lunches had been handed out. I liked what I was eating, but on one item found a (clear) plastic sticker/label that indicated that the cookies were a product that involved, well, some kind of mind control process or some such. Noticing this I got this "Better not let my hosts know I noticed this!" feeling and got into secret/cunning mode. Someone sensed something, though, because I realized they were now getting wary and thay may have decided they'd better be prepared to take action to make sure that no one (including me) would buck their system. Almost as if they were prepared to re-zap people if necessary. I then felt that I may have found a way to conceal the sticker so they wouldn't realize that was what I'd found it (the sense was that no, it shouldn't have been there, as if someone along the line had screwed up/been careless) as I wanted to save it to use as proof to outsiders of nefarious doings. That way, even if they did re-zap us/me, I'd find the sticker again later and re-gain the suppressed knowledge after we'd left their presence. In other words, we weren't supposed to ever have a clue that we'd been...altered along the way.
This next bit seemed to be me riding in a moving vehicle (as if a car) with someone. Might have been my dad, but I also seemed to be making conversation regarding...Ceasar. As in, I may have been asking something about a possible ambush (upon seeing an image of Caesar riding on a horse somewhere), as if asking about details some of the old stories or tales of Caesar's life. Kind of like how he'd written about travels/military campaigns in Gaul, etc. back in the day.
No EE meditation
Biphasic sleep - napped right after supper until 12:30 am. Stayed up for some time, thinking about (okay; a bit of mild Angsting was involved)...stuff; didn't note when I finally got back to sleep.