(3/22/08) airport; sister's wedding

(Entered in paper journal at 9:41 AM at Starbucks on Astor Place.)

Dream #1

It was night. I walked into a building that was an airport. I knew I had missed my flight, but I hoped I could get another. The front counter looked like the ticket counter at a bus station.

Dream #2

I was in a smallish house with my biological father's side of the family. My younger sister from my biological dad's family was sad and asked why I hadn't come to her wedding.

I walked from the kitchen into the living room. The living room was dim, lit only by the light from the kitchen.