Had a fun dream that I was going to a friend of Linh's wedding on a Friday and skipping work to go. It turned out it wasn't well planned but the property we were going to was huge with a gigantic rope swing set (not sure what city we were in, but didn't feel like San Diego, felt more like Spain/Italy with narrow streets and steep turns). I swung on the rope which was part of a large wooden framed jungle-gym with swings and posts to swing between.
I vividly remember swinging so high and fast that I was nearly worried my grip would hold no more. Practically zero-gravity sensation of free-fall. Whoa.
And I packed my clothes for the wedding (related to my thoughts of moving out from Linh the day before?) but forgot my underwear or something. The two guys Linh got us to carpool with (she went with someone else or something, not clear about that though) turned out to be gay but wasn't an issue till the guy started advancing toward me in the backseat. Just talking but I had to dismiss him.
I'll think of more later but nothing extraordinarily bizarre or sensationally meaningful that I can recall besides the amusing aspects of experiencing what it is to be the graceful apes that we are.
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