(Entered in paper journal at 10 AM at Starbucks on 1st Street and 7th Avenue in Brooklyn.)
Dream 1
A group of people in front of a forest clearing (?) led by a woman in singing either an anthem or some kind of ritual song like a healing, victory, or requiem song. Everybody looked at each other, wondering if this awful song could have any use.
I was behind the woman leading the song. I wandered off. The woman and people were the people I worked with. The woman was the main leader, like our director JS. I thought back to our old director SS and wished she were still around.
I was walking through a parking lot. I saw a woman who kind of looked like SS -- I was sure it was her. As I kept getting closer, the woman looked more and less like SS. She smiled at me at one point. Her clothing might have changed, too: from a t-shirt and blue jeans to a white dress.
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