Dream #1
I walked through the Rose Main Reading Room of the New York Public Library. I was at the north end of the north wing. The overhead lights (?) were all turned off, and it was dark outside, but some or all of the table lamps were on, giving off a pale light, almost like the lights of a flashlight or headlights. People were shuffling around a lot.
I saw a senior co-worker, BF, getting ready to sit down. Instead of looking like his normal, handsome self, he was in disarray. His hair was somewhat well organized, as usual, but it was maybe twice as long as usual. BF wore a big, black, puffy, hooded jacket -- something I'd never see him wear in waking life. BF's face looked dry and wrinkled, as if he were made up to resemble an aged man.
I waved at BF, not knowing whether he would recognize or even like me. He waved back, slowly, with an exaggerated, O-mouthed smile, as if he were pantomiming happiness, although I felt like he was genuinely happy to see me.
I may have sat down in a seat somewhere. For some reason I was now mad at some young man who sat a few tables in front of me. In front of his table was a big structure -- not like the usual central area of the reading room, but a big stone wall with something on it.
I was trying to make the young man understand who I was (???). The young man sat in a chair while I knelt on both knees to his left and crouched over the table with my full arms and elbows, like a child coloring in a coloring book.
I had been yelling sweat-brainedly at the man. But my angry attempts to show the young man why he shouldn't be bothering me kind of faded away. I was now crouching over the floor, drawing with chalk. It was like the table, from the portion I had knelt at and all the way to the left, had vanished, leaving the floor, which was like concrete, wide open.
I drew two images. Both were rectangles, around six feet long and three feet wide. They both had solid backgrounds with stringy line-designs in one or two colors, outlined with one or two colors. One rectangle had a yellow background with green and white designs. The other had a white background with blue and red designs.
I can't remember the design of the yellow rectangle. But the white triangle had something like two Venus signs (or two Mercury signs, or a Venus and a Mercury sign) linked together, with shapes, like line-pentagrams, scattered throughout.There might also have been words.
When the young man saw this, he understood.
Dream #2
Some presentation, possibly for work, had just finished. Everybody was in an auditorium. We were all funneling out. I may at first have been walking in a crowd of people along the right wall, heading up toward the back of the auditorium. I was now walking along the left wall. I was with a group of friends.
We got to the back wall, on which may have been a cork board bulletin board on which was a grid of photos with tidy, little paper rectangles with captions below each photo. I had been listening to a conversation everybody around me was having, possibly about girlfriends and boyfriends.
My co-worker NF stood right behind me. She was much skinnier and better looking than she had been the last time I'd seen her in waking life (in 2007). She asked me, "How's your boyfriend doing, Preemie?"
I thought, Boyfriend? I don't have a boyfriend. But NF said, "Don't be shy. Everybody knows you're gay."
I thought, Is that what everybody thinks about me? I didn't seem to worry about it too much. If everybody thought that was the case and they had been treating me just fine all along, it didn't matter if somebody said it out loud.
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