Although I don't remember anything much happening while I was waiting on my ottoman (with many many others)...the atmosphere was such that stuff was going on, you know? My ottomans were red and dark pink...
That is wild about you seeing the people in line! They stretched on and on in a curve in front of me...
Yup, you'd better go back to getting those dreams in your journal! It makes such a difference...
Who knows - maybe our dreams will synchronize again!
*last night I was in a dance class...and we were all atop super-high ladders. (don't ask me how we 'danced' up there on that rung!) I think we were more doing the 'positions' and the discipline part of dancing. Getting the technique - core strength, all that. Hmmmm...