Dreamlog

Guilt:
I'm at a small apartment. Area seems like a winter version of the California ocean walk.
I'm getting a facetime call from my uncle J and my sister M. They are just outside the door.
I am feeling guilty about not letting them in. But then I justify my action, wondering whether they are being fair.

Puzzle:
I'm at a playscape with my brother. There is a puzzle we need to work out. Working our way up.
There is a third person in our group, and we are leaving them hints as we figure it out.
They are just behind us in the puzzle progression.

Fragment:
Something about Grandma’s house and her basement. Odd feeling.