6/10/00


This morning I dreamt that I was sitting by the side of a dirt road and collecting sand and putting it in a box. I was planning to sort the dirt out of the sand and put it into little plastic ziploc bags, along with pieces of word puzzles. I was going to make twenty bags for people. My friends, I think, or clients. It was something they needed. Some young man approached me and I was trying to explain it to him as I was gathering sand. Then I was in a group of women and they were showing off their fetish wear, which was various vinyl straps that looked very uncomfortable, and sort of one-piece swimsuit with most of the pieces taking out. The women were taking the straps out of a box and I was wincing. Then I woke up, and it was two in the afternoon.




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