the 13th of October

I don't know that I have any one long thread of dream, but here are some various bits:

Walking to a party with my eldest sister, K, and a man who resembles a guy I went to high school with. I am not married but engaged to some man who is never around; his work has him away all the time and walking with this other man to the party makes me reconsider my desire to marry the moving man. We arrive at the party and I know no one. I have forgotten the cake.

Next, I am at a music festival. I don't recognize the music. There is an older woman who has slunk away from the show and I follow her backstage; she is lingering at the door to the lead acts dressing room. I notice she is crying. She smells his clothes and fingers various items in the room. She then settles in the hall outside and begins singing a sad country song. I am hidden behind mounds of fabric and her voice melts me. I try to remain concealed, worry I'll frighten, or anger, her, but we make eye contact and I tell her how beautiful her song and singing are.

I am with my husband and another unknown male. I am readying for a shower, prancing around in a long t-shirt and panties. My husband and the other guy are playing records for one another, showing off their collections and taste. In the hallway, I am having sex with a female stranger. The hallway is so slender it barely has room for our hips.

I am in the house where I nanny-ed 3 children a decade ago. I am calling the family on a Sunday, even though I know they will be busy with church and brunch and family, to find out the birthday of the eldest son, N. I cannot remember if it is 10/12 or 10/13... his father tells me the date and invites me to a birthday dinner at N's house in Philadelphia. I am surprised that N is living on his own in the city.