dream 4/21/2021

moments in the dream: i recall little things, fragments. like how there had been a problem with my family, and then i found a note put up by my college friend daniel; he had actually snuck into our house, and put up a note close to where i slept on the couch... i didn't fully read it, i just noted the neat handwriting, and the emphasis of certain words... and i felt at once happy that he had cared enough to do this (haven't heard from him in many many years) and embarrassed that he had broken into the house and seen it...

i know we were somewhere meeting about something... but the part i really remember was walking with this group of people across a field... no, we were outside of this building, walking in the parking lot, and to the right of us was this large field. normally, it was completely empty, but on this day, it was filled with people: a soccer game for kids was going on, and aside from the field being full of kids and refs, the borders of the field were filled with families cheering... and we commented on how unusual this was, especially after being in the pandemic so long...

and then, suddenly, we were on the field. we were still walking, but we were in the middle of the field, surrounded by soccer players. i sort of got out of the way when the ball was kicked, on its way to the goal... we eventually got beyond the field, but not before i heard the coach/ref? this old japanese guy. i noticed all the spectators on one side were these older japanese people, like maybe this was a community of grandparents watching their kids... and i remember thinking of this sort of community. i saw this young (like 12?) japanese girl, for some reason, i had an impression that her name was hatsue, and i had some thoughts about what it would be like to speak to this girl if i were that age... some notion about asking how she felt about me, and how, if she were to take five minutes or more to not respond, then it would be clear that she wasn't interested at all... i recall speaking to a young boy (the brash son of a friend of my wife's) about such things as dating- or maybe he brought it up- but he commented about how boring it would all be, and how he couldn't tolerate being 5 minutes talking to anyone...

i recall looking at the pavement, which was slightly cracked, and feeling this music pulsing through the floor of it... some howard jones theme...

oh yes, i also recall something about kaimi (this counselor at my school)... something about how as i was leaving a meeting at this building... there was a book or something... that i was supposed to pick up. and a comment that left some sort of impression that i was respected, at the very least... i don't know...