And another one...
I was in a large atrium-type space, and some sort of religious service or performance with choir began taking shape with people gathering. Paul Ghosthorse (old college classmate, now a Lakota elder) and others appeared in robes, wearing odd hats shaped like British bobby helmets or something along those lines. The robes were at least partially a rich deep blue (cobalt, maybe, like David's truck?) and the hats were black.
I started to leave...probably because I thought the ceremony wasn't open to outsiders, but hey, it was in an open space and others were gathering and milling around, so I went back, but felt sneaky doing so.
Then I was on a balcony overlooking the event. Kathleen C. (my neurotic self-centered sometime friend) was standing next to me. I spotted Paul down on the floor. He was facing in our direction and I wanted Kathleen to see who he was, both because I went to school with him and because he's handsome. I tried to get her to look but she was obviously disinterested. At this point I got angry and said, "Shove it, Kathleen!" and she heatedly told me to shove it too.
I lost whatever happened after this, I think not much...I don't think there was any more exchange with Kathleen, but Susette Shiver (a new music friend) was sitting at a table behind the balcony by herself and I turned around and saw her. We greeted each other. That's all I can remember.
I started to leave...probably because I thought the ceremony wasn't open to outsiders, but hey, it was in an open space and others were gathering and milling around, so I went back, but felt sneaky doing so.
Then I was on a balcony overlooking the event. Kathleen C. (my neurotic self-centered sometime friend) was standing next to me. I spotted Paul down on the floor. He was facing in our direction and I wanted Kathleen to see who he was, both because I went to school with him and because he's handsome. I tried to get her to look but she was obviously disinterested. At this point I got angry and said, "Shove it, Kathleen!" and she heatedly told me to shove it too.
I lost whatever happened after this, I think not much...I don't think there was any more exchange with Kathleen, but Susette Shiver (a new music friend) was sitting at a table behind the balcony by herself and I turned around and saw her. We greeted each other. That's all I can remember.