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\nI walk into what I think is a pub. But it does not look like a pub. There are no beer taps, there is no\u00a0alcohol. The building is a long thin one, quite old. There are racks and ovens, it looks like a bakery. There is a counter made of wood that has seen many years. The dream is has rich brown tones. I look at the man behind the counter. He has olive skin. He looks\u00a0embarrassed. You’ll want the pasta and spinach he says. Behind him the shop is barren. I ask if they have a menu. He looks even more\u00a0embarrassed. I look around. Sticking out of a stack of old, battered pizza cooking trays is the corner of a laminate menu. I look at it. He is non-committal. I wonder why I am here and what time it is. A watch face, a very large watch face appears. When I look closely it is saying 12:20. I am no longer worried that it is lunch time. I ask for the menu again. This time the pile of old pizza trays has increased. But the corner of the menu still sticks out from part way up the pile. I relent and order the spaghetti and spinach.
\nI sit at an old wooden table on a chair. As I eat other people come in. Quickly the few tables around me are filled up. A woman and her young son ask if they can sit at my table, there are no other places left. I do not mind. So they sit there. They have blond hair. When they get up to leave, I see her face for the first time and\u00a0recognize\u00a0her as a woman I knew from a long time ago. I give them each a hug before they leave. As they walk out the front door the dream ends. I had finished my meal.<\/p><\/blockquote>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"This dream happened this morning: I walk into what I think is a pub. But it does not look like[…]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[5],"tags":[328,1242,2809,2939,3399,3415,3608,4090],"class_list":["post-182","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-dream","tag-bakery","tag-embarrasement","tag-pizza-tray","tag-pub","tag-spaghetti","tag-spinach","tag-table","tag-wood"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/yewenyi.net\/wp\/old\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/182"}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/yewenyi.net\/wp\/old\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/yewenyi.net\/wp\/old\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/yewenyi.net\/wp\/old\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/yewenyi.net\/wp\/old\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=182"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/yewenyi.net\/wp\/old\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/182\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/yewenyi.net\/wp\/old\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=182"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/yewenyi.net\/wp\/old\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=182"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/yewenyi.net\/wp\/old\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=182"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}
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