In The Wind

I asked the question, “What is the meaning of Ali’s 4440 address?” I dreamt of videos (?) of where people like to go and eat.

The song, “Blowing In the Wind” from Bob Dylan came to mind.

(From yesterday) Pointing It Out

I asked the same question. (Saturday I noticed this video of racism in China as one of my recommended YouTube videos but I didn’t watch it.) I dreamt that I was watching it. I may have been showing / pointing it out to Ali but not sure.

(From Sept. 7, 2019) Open Space

I asked the same question. I dreamt that I was with someone (Ali?) to have dinner. It was outside at night (on Italian terrace?). It was an open space for the tables. I wasn’t sitting at the table yet. I wanted taco / tortilla (strips) salad so that I could have the margarita that came with it.

I needed to practice a nontraditional (UK) Christmas song that a group of us were going to sing. I didn’t know it / hadn’t heard it before.

I dreamt that I had sex with Briana.

I dreamt (same?) that I was using mom & dad’s bathroom to go pee, a lot, leaving the door open. The door was the left end in front of me. The bathroom was shaped like a rectangle. Mom had some of her clothes hanging on one of those over door hanger things.

Dad came into the bedroom and came over to the bathroom thinking it was mom. He closed the door when he saw it was me, saying something as he was closing the door. Mom may have come in the room by then.

I dreamt that I was watching my YouTube videos (ones I don’t have).

(From Sept. 6, 2019) Shopping

I asked the same question. I was wondering what Wilma Flintstone does when / if she has to wait to use the restroom while shopping / out in public.

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