Arrived late to a class where we were doing a quiz or test - was having trouble working on it -the usual School Anxiety scenario. Unusually, though, the professor was the Finnish Art Dept. chair from my undergrad - under whom I'd never taken a class at that time. Also, wasn't sure if it was an art class or music.

Fortunately, he didn't seem too put out when he arrived and I wasn't done. (That fact almost perturbed me when I awoke - perhaps I wanted an excuse to just give up (and feel like a failure))?

Undergoing Urban Wanderings. Ran into, then apparently was hanging out with a female acquaintance - she'd just received her doctorate. I was visiting with her and her husband in a classy, urban living space (as if a melange of cool Pinterest interior decorating pics that I've admired, perhaps). At the same time, I had this sense I was supposed to get to somewhere (perhaps I'd been on my way there) to some location by public transit, and was concerned about that. I thought I'd run into this couple while in transit, and still had yet to complete my journey.

At one point, a bunch of people were around a dining table of some sort (makes me wonder if this was some communal co-housing affair, or actually a restaurant setting), the young couple included, and the husband had to fiddle with and fix a lose panel on one side that I'd noticed and fiddled with. As if he saw me woking at it and knew a bit batter how to (at least temporarily) fix it.

At another point, I was thinking to myself that if she'd just received her doctorate, I probably ought to step out and get a congratulations gift of some kind (perhaps flowers?)  That last was an echo of my real-life not always being sure of the etiquette of various situations but wanting to do 'the right thing'. 

In an interior; my cat seemed to be unwell; disturbed, I seemed to be contemplating whether he needed to be euthanized. Bizarrely, I may have been wondering whether I could/should do it, or whether someone had to help me. (Root of this: Been anxious lately that he may be ill - not acutely but that something might be going on - and been playing telephone tag with the mobile vet to get them to come to give him a checkup).

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Still in some interior; was looking at something on a wall (a sign?) that seemed to indicate that any people with autism who had a child, that child would be automatically put up for closed adoption.  (??!!)

School Anxiety dream, while wandering some interior place and/or urban wanderings. I was in some class where I wasn't keeping up in some way - was a maths class. I was anticipating with Dread having to tell the instructor that I hadn't done the homework, etc. Yet I couldn't seem to settle and, for example, do what I could from the homework assignment before class to have at least some done...

Wandering an urbanscape, wary of the local residents. They seemed potentially dangerous, but nothing bad necessarily occurred. Still, I feel I wanted to get to a location where I felt safer.

Was on a holiday abroad; found myself anxious about the trip back (i.e., time pressure; would I get myself re-packed and to the disembarkment point on time, etc... that stress that stress-prone people like me can feel on the 'Last day of'. May have been part of a 'tour', as I had information (a flyer, IIRC) describing a day tour which involved visiting a series of mansion-type residences, but from the POV of how these homes would receive deliveries at the back entrances from the local businesses that supplied them, to be coordinated by the 'Help'. So may have been a 'Let's understand the Past from the POV of someone other than the 'Famous & Rich' type of tour. Seemed to be a Sunday. Most everyone else set off, though apparently in various vehicles, not all together, but I was missing it, as I was worrying and packing. I found some potatoes, and recall that they'd likely not be allowed through Customs (so I was 'out of country'), but then seemed to recall I'd brought them with me... (???)...which would not normally have been allowed either, so how had that happened...?? Then I thought that the solution in any case might be to leave them with my 'host family', to just use. (These potatoes were a bit sprouty, by the way (as my current Real Life(tm) ones are, this time of year.)

tl;dr: Out of country, on my host family's property, trying to pack, looking at potatoes, worrying a bit about missing the last day tour of the trip, tour, worrying about whether I knew what was going on enough to make it to the airport or whatever to go back home on time....the usual confusion/fuzzy-mindedness.

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There was some other dream sequence last night, but it has slipped away.

Seemed to be running around my old middle school. Except not quite right. There was some zombie-related crisis, a bit of wandering around feeling stressed (also partly across countryside nearby) but a woman, with a touch of annoyance, whom I encountered within the building reminded me that there was a cure (perhaps she'd developed it?) or at least something that was mitigating it; it apparently wasn't a true crisis anymore. Possibly she was annoyed by my anxiety or that fact I was convinced something was wrong; who knows... At one point, I wandered briefly into what I thought was a classroom (due to thinking it was the middle school), but a young woman came back and went in after I left, and I felt Awkward, as I realized it appeared to be her living space.

Was out and about (countryside wanderings). Driving. Found myself about to or starting to be late to rendez-vous with my parents (both of them); was stressed abut that. Knew I could get there, including finding a route even if not familiar with it; just feeling bad for being 'late'.

Bunch of dreamage.

Internal wanderings.  Spent some time in a lab, sneaking around a bit, mostly hoping not to be seen by some other lab workers nearby. I think someone (female) eventually came 'round, but I wasn't as made anxious by that as I had assumed I would be.

Seemed to work on some kind of creative project.  Went into what I thought was a store, as if to get some part I needed for it.  While there, a guy seemed very happy to see me.  I was a bit self conscious about it, but after I left, suddenly found myself making an excuse to come back again.  I argued a bit with myself: 'You're only doing this because the guy was happy to see you!  You're using him!'  But in the end, went back.  Apparently I liked that he'd liked seeing me.  But I was still embarrassed, so I slunk in, semi-hoping to not quite see him.  Instead, a woman was stood there, sort of beaming at me. (This may have been projection of feeling, ore than literal 'beaming'.)

Was wandering about.  Went into what I thought might be a bathroom area, then decided it must be a locker room for visiting athletes (at the place I work).  Except that I couldn't find bathroom stalls, but instead, many small alcoves with fancy patterned (red & orange paisley IIRC) curtains and little beds in them.  Again, sensed or heard someone nearby and got that 'I'm not supposed to be here!' anxiety.

Was in some interior space with a large window.  Saw or looked at something similar to solid anti-deodorant, then saw, though more as a series of images like film frames, the moon, moving across my line of sight/the horizon, from right to left.  I proceeded to sort of lose it and exclaim repeatedly to this tallish guy stood to my right:

I think I was trying to impress upon him that what I had just 'seen' was extremely Disturbing to me, as it was the moon moving either much too quickly, or in the 'wrong' direction or something like that.  It was unnatural and it meant something really Bad and Wrong must be going on.