Had been doing some 'urban wanderings', I think, when I found myself in a (small-ish) building, which... started to go walkabout. Except that I got that it wasn't the building moving, it was the bit of land it was on - it was a 'moving island' that went rambling along. There was a guy and a gal with me - not terribly familiar to me, but, apparently, two reasonably suitable people to be 'trapped' on a moving island with. We (well, certainly, I) seemed to kind of shrug and go with it - not completely without anxiety, but not freaking out about it, either. Along the way, I saw, on the slope of a wooded area we were moving through, swaths of those little tiny white / light blueish flowers you can see out (usually on lawns or meadows), which I pointed out to the others.
We eventually stopped moving, and got out and started walking around, trying to figure out where we were (we knew we'd started out from CT). There were people out and about. Needless to say, they were bemused, or amused (or both) by our adventure. We found out we were in (or on the edge of) Tennessee. We apparently then went into someone's residence, where people where cooking or having food. (Southern 'Soul Food'? Which I was reading about yesterday, before bed. ;))
EE meditation: no
Biphasic sleep: no
Pitstop: yes, but due to cat
Low blood sugar: Yep.
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