In my dream, I am attending some kind of retreat. For reasons that the dream doesn't make clear, I find myself in some need of a nice, collared shirt. The phrase that comes to mind is "Just in case." I have plenty of clean T-shirts available, but the potential need for a shirt with a collar moves me to action.
The scene shifts and I am now driving around in a car looking for an appropriate shirt with 2 friends from the retreat. Look as hard as we may, we can't find the right kind of store in which to look for that shirt.
We wind up at a nautical-themed clothing store, which is located by a large body of water. (Clearly, the clothes selection is made with the boaters in mind.) This may be Wilson Point...
It's the wrong season to look for a short-sleeved shirt that's nice enough to suffice for my potential requirement, and it looks like I'm out of luck. I leave the store and am walking down the dock when I spot a rowing shell -- not unlike mine, but a good deal snazzier. It's tan in color with a very pointed bow.
I find myself back in the store, fingering through a stack of collared shirts that may be okay for my needs. I turn over one more shirt and see one that is absolutely perfect. I pick it up out of the stack.
As I look around the store (to find the cashier's location so I can pay for my shirt, quite possibly), I spot an old fire engine and some similar vehicles, which seem to be there to add to the decor. I find the cashier's area and place the shirt on the counter in preparation for paying for it.
(At the end of my notes for this dream, I've written that I didn't want to tell my friends what it was I was looking for. I don't quite know where that fits into the dream sequence.)
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