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Lucid Dream (yay!): I am in the lobby of a big office building when I realize I am dreaming. I walking into the elevator, decide that my office is on the 20th floor. I arrive on the floor and decide that it is a big corner office. I look at the through each of the first three corners of the floor and they are occupied. I start to worry -- am I not in control here? But the fourth corner has a giant, high-ceilinged space under construction. I am sitting at a table in the middle of the space. I note that the view is not that great -- an urban cityscape with warehouse-like buildings. There are three women sitting with me, two of them are younger, one is older and seems to be my admin. I note a space with a desk where I assume she will sit eventually, once this office is finished. We are discussing a supply chain for something we will manufacture. I don't know what it is, but I am trying to find out what will happen if we have to manufacture one of the components ourselves instead of outsourcing it. I ask the woman to my right and then we get distracted and then I ask the question again. This happens a few times. Eventually we seem to figure out an answer. While we are talking a wall goes in on my left -- the space seems much less open after that. I am at A's house in Bellingham. Her older sister is there -- we do an awkward, back to back, COVID hug. I am talking to her step-father. His hair is long, it has been dyed purple some point in the past, but now his roots are showing. He is working in some sort of pop-up factory manufacturing cars. He tells me the details, they are interesting. We are all sitting down to dinner, a big table with family.

Renew

A wedding. I look at the program; they are using "If You Lived Here" as a song during the ceremony. Odd choice, I think. I will be singing a phrase from the song during the ceremony. It starts in the middle of the line, and I wonder how the rhythm will work out. On another program, folded into a three-sided table tent, I see they have printed the first part of the line so that everyone will know that I (we?) are to start in the middle of the phrase. I am looking for a seat. It's like the balcony of a theater -- highly raked seating -- and also like a cafeteria where you don't know anyone well enough to sit with them. Patches of people I knew in middle or high school are scattered around.