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Finally got the dream sleep so necessary to executive function. Morse was playing in the background. There was a lot of dreaming, but I mostly only remember part of it well enough to state.
I had a very large house, somewhere in the hills of Sonoma County, west of 101, and something like twenty or thirty guests staying for the summer. Elon Musk, Vladimir Putin and an internet friend of mine from Georgia were among them. I'd been avid for Elon to just move in, not leave with the rest of my guests. He seemed likely to stay.
Someone I knew built replica pirate ships for touring the San Francisco Bay and I was alarmed to see my neighbor on one of them... kept exclaiming she was my grandmother.
Walked Volodya and his security men to their private jet. He seemed very content and was jovial, hugged me and promised to return.
Swatches of fabric....
pipe up any time....
