Through the night, three times in succession, spread apart by several
hours, I dreamt I was trying to make travel arrangements to get to
Portland, Maine on short notice to attend a wedding.
I have no idea whose wedding it was supposed to be.
It was not a frantic sense of trying to make the travel arrangements
but a sense of being deeply engrossed in the task.
I didn't wake from the same dream each time, but rather from different
dreams of the same subject.
That was a different dreamscape - I don't recall having ever done that
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