FryingMan

It's a couple of days past my 5-year LD practice anniversary. It's still a bit of a struggle coming back from the events of the past few years. And there are very positive waking life things going on, which also distract from dreaming a bit. But I'm focusing on recall and increasing mindfulness, and I'm sure I'll return and surpass my former glory

(earlier)
+ bus/girls I'm on a bus walking down the center aisle. Everyone is supposed to get off now, but there are some girls sitting still on the bus. I know that they are staying behind because they want to have some fun ST with me. I'm trying to figure out how I can make an excuse for us all to stay on the bus and I'm hanging back but I'm a bit nervous about the chaperones discovering us.

+(f) GP says he used to be fatter

+ catering in the kitchen. There is a big event going on and the kitchen is full of trays of food, very tasty looking, people are moving quickly around, I'm trying to see which tray I can take some bites from but things are moving and changing. I'm then sitting at a high table on a stool and there is a skewer of some kind of meat I'm holding, and the chef is holding a blow torch to it and I'm rotating it around so my fingers don't get burned but it is really hot. There is not much food left after all, I feel disappointed. The caterers are musicians, or the event is being catered for musicians.

(later)

+ prepping for the trip, colorful toys, whipped cream. I have on a t-shirt and shorts, I wonder if this will be enough for the trip, I know I've packed jeans. I'm standing in a stall in a line of stalls like beach dressing rooms, with a fairly large space open under the wall to the next stall. I look down on the ground and I see a large pile of colorful children's toys has spilled over into my stall around my feet. Bright red, yellow, orange, things with big round white poka-dots. I think people with kids have to really carry a bunch of stuff, and I wonder if they'll ask me to help carry everything to the vehicles. Standing in another stall and a young woman is pouring purple/red yogurt onto red grapes. Another young woman comments on the whipped cream, she says it's good she bought extra, and I think and say this is the whipped cream I bought for extras. She comments on the spouts on the cans and that one is better than the other.