Someone's grassy back yard, and I think I know whose, daytime.
The number of people it takes to populate both benches attending a picnic table. I am at the opposite end of the table from whomever is at its head, My guess is it's the person whose back yard we are in.
The person seated next to me, on my left, has an actressy-vibe, her hair stylishly disheveled. She wears sunglasses and has her attention fixed on me.
End dream.
Reminds me of the dream of arriving (late) to Sarah's house, for the party I've been invited to. That dream ends with me, having arrived, looking in a window and thinking that all in the house - at the party - fir my notion of the demographic re Sarah's business associates.
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