Hanging out with a fairly familiar group. We seemed to be located in an hotel. I went in and out of an hotel suite, feeling probably that common deference (or caution?)that I tend to feel. Some or all of of us or all of us had travelled somewhere recently; we decided to (kind of last minute) go back again. So we were all running around getting ready, packing, etc. I was dithering with getting my ticket (plane, possibly). I remember looking in various closets, trying to pack wha I wanted to bring. In one moment, I saw my eldest brother nearby, commenting on some part of the prep process, then I peeked in my childhood closet, looking for stuff.