I was at the airport and walked someone through to their gate. As we were waiting, this little boy was with me and fell asleep on my lap. We were both napping. His folks came over eventually and told me how sweet “they” were. I looked down and it was a bunch of kittens on my lap.
I was spending a lot of time with someone who was a small man, maybe a woman who had transitioned. We were exploring the world of the dream. They were some kind of inventor. I tried to relate to them by telling them I worked at a bronze foundry. I tried describing the process to them as a way of connecting.
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