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Dreamed last night that I was with a group of men (from the men's team). We were attending a celebration in a remote/spa hotel. We were there to be part of the service staff for the event. The event centered on a man with whom we were remotely connected. Our job was to act as service personnel and remain impeccably distant from what was actually taking place--much as a service person would do.

We were supposed to be quite punctual and practical around all that we were charged with doing. I, however, found that I couldn't do those things. I was late in getting to the event location and continued to be late and difficult in all that I did. I was having great time! I was enjoying the rebellion and upset that I was creating. Others kept trying to tell me, sotto voce, what I was supposed to be doing. I listened, acknowledged the communication, and went about my plunders.

We were being housed in an old hotel--one where key service personnel would have always stayed when there on projects. I noted that the hotel was like the one where I had worked when I was in college. It was the Hotel Pfister--an elegant and genteel lodging place that's now over 100 years old and still providing accommodations.

There were some parts of the dream that dealt with going to the correct room in the old hotel. I had difficulty locating the room and went back and forth for quite a while.

Hot today! Over 90 and still cooking!