Dream #1
I sat on a couch. A woman sat to my left. She was tall, blonde, pretty. I was saying goodbye to her. I brought her a goodbye card, which was actually just a piece of yellow notebook paper I had torn off a larger piece. I had stuck it inside a book I was reading. I now gave the woman the goodbye card. I could tell the woman was disappointed.
Dream #2
I was with a group of people. We went up a flight of steps on the left side of a tall room with big windows that let in yellowy sunlight. The walls were white. The steps were white tile.
All the people with me were my superiors. I had arranged a lunch for a group of children. The superiors were going to inspect how well I'd arranged things.
The upper floor was like a mezzanine overlooking the first floor. I had set up three folding tables along the railing of the mezzanine. The near two tables had scraps of paper on the table before each chair. This was intended as some sort of decoration.
I was ashamed of myself for having thought that simple scraps of paper -- apparently just torn right out of a notebook! -- would be sufficient decoration for such a special occasion. But, still, I asked my superiors if this was a good enough decoration. The superiors didn't answer.
I walked to the far table. The two tables that had been nearer me had been covered by cheap tablecloths, one of which was darkish purple. But, as if that hadn't been thoughtless enough, the third table was only covered with a long sheet of white paper. And the sheet of paper was all old and wrinkled. It looked dotted, as if from spatters of grease from a frying pan.
I was again ashamed that I could use such shoddy materials for such a special occasion.
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