Food Falling off paper plate
I am at a party in someone's house. I am loading food onto my paper plate and it drops to the floor under the weight of large pieces of meat. I go next door (right through an open section in the wall) and get a hard plate to put under my paper plate to support the food. I look down and I have a large serving of something that looks like spaghetti formed like it would be under a hair net. The waitress/owner is also holding a plate with the identical lump of food.
Search for food continues
I as crossing a large open space and a man is singing a long ditty that he may be improvising as we walk along, It seems to be relevant to the moment.
I am now observing an emaciated old man talking to a child that lives next door in an apartment hallway. He seems to suffering/starving from continual food mishaps,
Apartment Nudity (later with several intervening dreams)
I am in my apartment and decide to leave. I find myself at a men's meeting and am carrying a toilet bowl in front of me, partially to hide my nudity, I think I may want help with the toilet. Oddly I have a pair of shorts I am holding in my hands as well. Cindy is also at the meeting with a female friend. I am slightly confused.
I leave the meeting and find myself stepping very carefully through a bed of soil that has recently been finely graded and likely planted. The detail is very vivid (pre-lucid?) and the strings that define rows are very dark and only appear as I step on them,
I hear Cindy discussing a legal matter with a man on the street. Apparently a woman friend of hers has dropped our dog off at the apartment and left him unattended. The apartment is likely trashed. The man advises not to rush home and instead consider the insurance ramifications of the situation.
Note: I incubated the idea that I wanted to remember my dreams before going to sleep. I reminded myself the review them before fully waking. This was pretty successful but still need to concisely name them instead of trying to remember all the detail. I woke up surprisingly late.
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