dreamed i was standing in line waiting with some people who wanted medicine; there wasnt the feeling that i also wanted some, dont know why i was in line with them or if i was just walking by and stopped to look at them. the building they were in was nice, it was the first floor of some old building with light colored brick, nice old hallway type room they were in. one guy’s eyes looked kind of glazed over, and there was the feeling that he was there because he wanted something to write about

also dreamed i was walking past yards near where i used to live, and i looked through one of the spaces in between the houses and there was a house there that hadnt been there before; also it was strange, i remember moving very quickly in this dream