Dream 20020809, 5 AM:
Dave Adams at Sammons
I’m at the Sammons Center. The office is arranged differently, though, and there is a room beside my office that is my bedroom. It seems like the office is set up almost the same, but is in the corner of the larger room, with bedroom furniture along the wall in front of it.
A group of people is here. It seems like they’re here after hours; I am trying to get some peace and quiet, and they are interrupting me. I may have been either sleeping, or trying to sleep. I recognize David Adams at the back of the group, and I wave to him. He stays and the rest of the group leaves. I show him around the place, and we visit a while. It’s good to see him, and we enjoy talking.