I have been inactive for several days now, Primarily because my laptop is damaged and cannot receive a WIFI signal and if I want to connect to the internet I have to move downstairs and unhook the eathernet cable from my dads' computer. (That or undertake the difficult task of posting via my phone or tablet.) But while I have been in this inconvenient situation I realized something. I skip on many dreams or portions of dreams because they are awkward or contain information that I would rather remain private, so I have decided that even when I get my laptop fixed, I will not continue to upload daily posts. I'm sick of beating around the bush whenever there is personal stuff in one of my dreams. I will only post DJ entries for dreams that don't contain any personal content, (Literally, every dream in the past four days has been personal) and I have opened a new dream journal in a folder on my desktop.
I am helping musician Chris Chameleon carry his guitar to a concert which I am about to attend. We are walking down a street towards the large concert building, and the guitar feels awkward in shape. We arrive at the venue, and it's like a school gymnasium, with many tables. I hand the guitar off to somebody else, and spot my Aunty, and her divorced husband (who was controlling/cruel/etc). Just beyond them, however, for the second time in the last week, by (now long passed) Grandfather is standing there. However, he is free of both Parkinson's and Alzheimers. I hug him, and it is joyful - I feel good that I can see him again, and I am old enough to appreciate it.
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