(I couldn't get myself out of bed and holding onto a pen and piece of paper until this dream was drifting away. I'm sorry because there was considerable detail -- and two of my favorite people showed up in it.)
In my dream, Deb, Martha, and I are in a large corporate-style building in the Boston area. We're walking around; corridor after corridor; hallway after hallway but we don't seem to be getting anywhere in particular. I certainly don't know where we're headed, but the two of them seem to be walking with confidence that we're headed... somewhere. The terrazzo floor is polished to a gleaming surface and there's plenty of light pouring through large windows looking in on these hallways.
I know we have an appointment of some type in southern Massachusetts, and I have a general idea as to where we need to get to. I don't know how we're going to get there. It's much too far to walk. We might rent a car, we might take a plane -- I just don't know. But Martha and Deb are not concerned.
We keep walking.
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