8:30 am
The Publics
I am leaving a large modern office building onto a busy street with lots of pedestrians. I see two unusually small people, a woman and a man. They look homeless. My heart goes out to the woman and I hug her. The man gets upset and is rude to her. I tell him it's not like that.
We are back in the office and everyone is excitedly talking with them. They are now regular size and may both be girls. They have no family. One of the girls said they emerged from the woods 20 years ago. I thought...you're teens, how did you do something 20 years ago?
They call themselves "The Publics" and are getting famous. I ask if we can get pictures with them and they say no. they want to not be recognized by their pictures, just by people they have actually met.
Notes: Day 19 of 30 consecutive days of journaling.
What does the dream want? I have no idea.
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