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Unmitigated. Dream demons came. There was a house, a ranch-style house, set on a large lot that faced a highway. There were dozens of pickup trucks parked along the edge of the property. I knew many of the people who had arrived in the trucks. They were there to help with renovating the place.

I had some concern regarding the neighbors who lived across the road. But I figured that they would see that everyone was there to help with repairs. The road had little traffic except for the many pickups that were arriving on my side.

Work got started somehow. No one was really in charge, but work got done, repairs were made, and people were busy doing things. Enormous piles of debris were created as old materials were pulled from the house and thrown into the yard. Several people worked to put the debris into the empty truck beds to be hauled away later.

B and the team was there. Also people from the dance clubs. In fact, there was some part of the dream that involved the three Asian women from the dance club. There was E, J and one lady whose name I can't recall. B was carrying some old pieces of computer equipment out to his truck.

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Anyway, that's the gist of the dreaming for last night. Cleaning house! A dream about rebuilding and cleaning house. Some worry or concern about what the neighbors might be thinking, but not much energy around that issue. Impressive array of people who showed up to help, and did so with little direction or supervision. Sense of an easy transition about the whole scene.

Interesting that there were so many pickup trucks. Everyone came in a truck. A fleet of work vehicles ready to haul away the old, carry away the debris.

And the curious interlude that involved the three Asian women. And recognizing in the dream that I didn't know one of their names. The mystery woman.

Deep and not so deep. Replete with details and action, but not much magic or illuminative energy.

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Just got a call (I'm writing this as the day moves along and I'll publish later today) from J. Haven't seen him months, but is the timing right or what? He wants to meet tomorrow to catch up and talk about his new game designs. Renovation and reprise.

So I'm bubbling along. Have several things to do today -- meet with G at 1pm, chai with L around 3pm, WC at 4:30pm, and dance class tonight -- bright, beautiful, sunshining day! Ole!

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More than twelve hours have rocketed by since I wrote the preceding notes. Learned two new dances tonight. More precisely, I was exposed to two new dances. Later this week, I'll know if I truly learned them. (PS--I do country western line dancing--two classes a week and often two weekend dances.) We also reviewed 5 or 6 other dances that were taught in previous classes. Tonight was the final class in this series. After a three-week break, classes will resume.

Getting late. I'm looking forward to seeing J tomorrow. Currently reading a Murakami book titled South of the Border, West of the Sun. Not his best, but still interesting. Also reading Joyce Carol Oates newest short story collection. Reading another set of stories called Yoga Hotel. This book has a wild Krishna-blue front cover and multiple Ganesh images on the back.

In case I run out of things to read, I have the latest F&SF as well. I've been reading a lot over the past six months. Reading ravenously. Munro, Murakami, Fasslett (sp?), Conrad Williams, Divakaruni, and more. Rediscovered reading Ellery Queen periodical (Oates has published some of her works there). Have read some unmemorable SciFi novels, but some memorable SciFi stories (Orson Scott Card). Got sucked into reading several Koontz novels, but had to stop reading him. His stuff is too absorbing. Easy reads, but too engaging. I had to cut him off.

So much for the Ides of March. Time to click the Publish button and bring forth the dream demons. Goodly night!