FryingMan

+ I go back inside my childhood home because we left it and I think I may have left a door open. Inside, I go to the alarm keypad code and start entering the old code, then I remember it has changed as I try to enter it, I try to remember the new code but can't. The alarm rings a bit? I leave out the front door and up the steps to the street and encounter there a guy who was leaving me some notes about stuff that was in my house?

Outside on the street some of our stuff is laid out on a table. Oh, good so not all was stolen. A guy there says "Hey will you take a picture of me standing here next to your stuff?" I say OK. The guy then says, "HAH! Never take pictures of other people next to your stuff! They might claim it as their own!"

+ in the Sierras, not my camp but nearby, lovely mountains, lakes. Bunch of people there. I ponder the notion that people gather around by the campfire in camaraderie but back at some stay to themselves.

+ in childhood home? I snap open a newspaper and glance at the comics (seems to either be the comics section or the opinion page [same thing? haha]). I wonder what the world would be like if there were no such thing as thin paper but only thick cardboard, what would newspapers look like?

+ on a plane there was some big scandal where one type of thing got replaced by another?