I am selecting a bridal gown. I find a long flowing dress in a non-traditional color and design. It looks medieval and has a lace pattern in natural green colors. The dress is covered with a long cape in another soothing color. I am very happy with this selection and I see myself in the mirror. The dress fits very nicely and it is almost as is it isn't me standing there. I go home to A. to show him the dress. He does not like it, and suggests another dress. I am disappointed and want to keep my first choice.

Now I am walking around in a department store. It is the men's section and M.B. is working there. I notice him as I walk through and pretend not to notice him, but he walks right past me and we have no choice but to greet each other. He is drunk and stands in a funny pose with his legs in a pliee' - he looks like a pierrot. He is wearing a striped shirt in white and peach. He is being fairly nice though and seems to take great pride in the fact that he is now an expert in men's clothing. I think he has just started out there because they have put him in the cheapest section together with another quite clueless guy. They talk about how they will soon be reassigned to the designer section. A. is with me and we buy a couple of shirts for him. M.B. wraps the clothes in wrapping paper and ties everything up into a small bundle that transforms into a Christmas teddy bear! It looks pretty tacky but what the heck. The teddy bear has a pocket inside of it and that is where the shirts are tucked.

I am on the beach near the desert. I stand there with A.G. and we look out toward the ocean/river. We see a group of people by the water some hundreds of yards away. I suggest to A.G. that we run over and see what the guys are up to. I run barefoot over the dry dunes toward the ocean. It is sunny but not especially warm. A.G. is more reluctant but I tell her that it is always fun to see what silliness they invent. The guys are our old group of friends. They have two huge plastic boats tied to the small jetty near the water. It is now a river. I stand on the jetty and watch them.

Now I am walking toward a car to get a ride with a co-worker. I stand next to the car and watch all my other colleagues get in but I wait for my turn. Someone takes my spot in the front seat, and the driver tells the woman to get out of the car, that it isn't her spot. The woman is chased out through the drivers door. The back seat is crammed with five people. I will get the front seat after all.
I smell something. I can distinctively feel the scent in the air and I breathe in this scent or smell. I cannot remember what it is.