I don't know exactly why, but the last two nights I've dreamt I was at some sort of conference. It's been some flavor of a Neo-Pagan, Woman's Spirituality, or Alternate Orientation symposium. Usually, I've been aware of a vague sense of unfulfillment or wild irritation.
This is in contrast with another dream where I was walking through sunlit paths at Reed College, effused with a sense of homecoming (which I don't recall having when I was a student there in the 80's), and photographing dragonflies emerging from their nymph-cases.
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