I had such an odd dream that I had to check and see if it was full moon time and, yup, just a day or so ago!
My buddy EDelMar called me to join in a party he was going to. So we and at least a dozen other people piled into cars and drove to a building on the edge of a golf course in SE Denver. I'd always thought it was a church, or maybe the course's clubhouse. It was starting to snow so I was glad I had on my rubber boots. We trooped through a parking lot and under the building and up some stairs, growing into a crowd. Through an office and out onto a deck and then up some more stairs to a restaurant, following a trail of multicolored papers. Then, in the lobby, we had to wait for the staff to prepare the tables. A few people from the first seating were lingering.
We were a jolly crowd but I was distracted by a woman's anthology stacked with other books on the floor. I picked up it and started reading a story by Doris Lessing and got so wrapped up that I didn't notice everybody was being seated. I went into the restaurant and saw that EDelMar was with a crowd at the largest table and there wasn't a place for me. But wait. . .was that him? He looked different. So I went to other tables looking for him or for a place to sit, anyway. I finally sat at a table with mixed people, a woman my age, a family, an African American couple. We had a good time, the food was very good and there was a short show with two singing cowboys (really!) Then I found myself standing with a few guys on a perch looking down at the crowd. People went through, jugglers, mimes. Then a scowling Trump came by and put something on the ground in front of us. It looked like a Faberge egg and opened up to show beautifully colored fabrics and lace, and further opened to show a gilt nest with a small cow and chicken in it, peacefully nuzzling each other. We all said "awww" but were skeptical and then I realized this whole party was arranged by Trump to appease the people.
We started filing out and down towards our cars. It was slow going because of the crowds. I broke away and went to stand by the car. But it was snowing and I realized I was in my stocking feet, so I went back to get my boots. I noticed that two men were following me. I was getting threatening vibrations from one but I realized the other one was following me to protect me. The threatening one confronted me but didn't touch me. By then, I had rejoined the crowd and tried to find out if any of them were police. The two men and I and a couple of other guys were talking about what is the definition of "assault" in a congenial way, and I was trying to make the argument that he had assaulted me even though he hadn't touched me. But then I left the crowd, climbed the stairs again, followed the path of papers toward the other stairs that led to the restaurant, but the floor turned into a canvas tent and the path petered out. I looked into the shadows and thought that I was not going to get my boots back.
Realizing that I was dreaming, I started to make up hopeful scenarios for how this dream might end, but then I heard stirring above me of the other residents and my cat's mewing, and I woke up.
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