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Weekend Dream Report
Andrew/the cats/the weather kept waking me, but when I was able to sleep I had fairly pleasant dreams:
- I had some kind of internet-linked drop box, and an anonymous admirer was sending me small gifts, like a single chocolate, or a tube of lipstick in a colour called “Chinese Pink” which I wouldn’t have selected for myself but which turned out to look pretty good on me.
- We visited the town where I grew up, and I suddenly remembered it had a water filtration plant similar to the R.C. Harris plant in Toronto, only slightly less ornate. It was considered an iconic work of Modernism; people painted pictures of it, and it was hosting a local theatre festival.