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Couple of weird scenarios.
First one, was observing a couple who'd been abducted, possibly by criminal or pirate types, and were in (maybe?) 'Holyoke' (as in the MA version, maybe). (At one point, one of the pirates seemed to remark gleefully upon that point.) The couple had been converted into some sort of merpeople, though with dark spots on their lower extremity that might have been 'raised', offering an almost 'warty' appearance. They seemed to be contained in some vessel on a horozontal surface, like part of a warehouse or something, but old-looking. (Wood, etc.). Despite their predicament, they weren't freaking out in a massive way, perhaps, because depsite all, they were still Together. I was either just seeing them, as in also there, or was 'watching' this, as if a show or movie. The couple almost looked as if they were comprised of Dick Van Dyke and someone like Mary Tyer Moore.
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In an interior, and a bunch of us seemed to be altering and adding embellishment to clothing, almost as if this was a workshop of some sort. We were either staying in this place, one specific area, or it was the display area for our creations, for we returned from somewhere, and I found it had been altered; things switched around, to my annoyance. I turned from showing someone what I'd done with adding embellishment with a fabric paint pen (and getting an ego-satisfying compliment about it that I guess I really hadn't expected), and could't find the hook I'd hung it on earlier, and so, turned back to cross the room to find where the new area for displaying our stuff was.
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Seemed to be at my Dad's place, though the decor was altered; I went to take a shower in the upstairs bathroom and was quite Annoyed to see all these decorations stuck or glued all around the outside; glass objects (like little arty glass stuff), and way too may of them, creating (to my eyes) a visual Chaos. Downstairs in the kitchen, I whined a bit to my Dad about the change, only to realize - Whoops! - my brother and sister in law were apparently living there again, and it was they (or maybe she) who'd decorated it so - she was in the kitchen and heard me, or at east part of my complaint, so I hastily added that I was afraid I'd accidentally break the pretty (I didn't think they were at all) glass bits. She seemed to buy that, replying that she was sure it would be all right / that wouldn't happen...
First one, was observing a couple who'd been abducted, possibly by criminal or pirate types, and were in (maybe?) 'Holyoke' (as in the MA version, maybe). (At one point, one of the pirates seemed to remark gleefully upon that point.) The couple had been converted into some sort of merpeople, though with dark spots on their lower extremity that might have been 'raised', offering an almost 'warty' appearance. They seemed to be contained in some vessel on a horozontal surface, like part of a warehouse or something, but old-looking. (Wood, etc.). Despite their predicament, they weren't freaking out in a massive way, perhaps, because depsite all, they were still Together. I was either just seeing them, as in also there, or was 'watching' this, as if a show or movie. The couple almost looked as if they were comprised of Dick Van Dyke and someone like Mary Tyer Moore.
* * *
In an interior, and a bunch of us seemed to be altering and adding embellishment to clothing, almost as if this was a workshop of some sort. We were either staying in this place, one specific area, or it was the display area for our creations, for we returned from somewhere, and I found it had been altered; things switched around, to my annoyance. I turned from showing someone what I'd done with adding embellishment with a fabric paint pen (and getting an ego-satisfying compliment about it that I guess I really hadn't expected), and could't find the hook I'd hung it on earlier, and so, turned back to cross the room to find where the new area for displaying our stuff was.
* * *
Seemed to be at my Dad's place, though the decor was altered; I went to take a shower in the upstairs bathroom and was quite Annoyed to see all these decorations stuck or glued all around the outside; glass objects (like little arty glass stuff), and way too may of them, creating (to my eyes) a visual Chaos. Downstairs in the kitchen, I whined a bit to my Dad about the change, only to realize - Whoops! - my brother and sister in law were apparently living there again, and it was they (or maybe she) who'd decorated it so - she was in the kitchen and heard me, or at east part of my complaint, so I hastily added that I was afraid I'd accidentally break the pretty (I didn't think they were at all) glass bits. She seemed to buy that, replying that she was sure it would be all right / that wouldn't happen...