A couple of short dreams I've had over the last couple of days.
1) I am out for a walk. I see a tall man walking. He might be six inches over six feet tall, he's slender and light brown in color. He might be African, hard to tell. It's Mr. Runner. I call him that because I have seen him running in the area several times, though I have never spoken to him. But now he's walking, slowly. As I get closer I call out to him, but I get no response. Now I see that he is barefoot. I call out again and this time he turns and starts heading in a new direction. He mumbles a few words of gibberish that I cannot understand. I'm not sure he was even speaking to me as he never makes eye contact. We continue on our separate ways.
2) Mr. Roomer rents a room in Mr. Jabon's house. Mr. Jabon has just returned home from work and Mr. Roomer has something he wants to show him so he walks down the hall to the living room and knocks on the door. The door is an oversized, plain brown wood, sliding door. It is not a barn door, but it is not a fancy bit of woodworking either. we can hear the drone of the TV coming from behind the door. The lady of the house opens the door. She is of average height and build (not obese), conventionally dressed and pleasant. She tells Mr. Roomer that Mr. Jabon has had a hard day and is not available right now. Now we hear Mr. Jabon call out, "it's all right" and hear him getting up.. Mr. Jabon comes to the door and and he and Mr. Roomer go off to the kitchen.
There was a third dream, but it has escaped.
