The wacky dreams are back. I had some seriously wild ones on Saturday night. There was a theater troupe involved. We were at some ones house, it was Fall. I remember everyone coming in costume for a party, but it wasn't a Halloween party. I remember looking at all the art in the room, wondering if I had done it. The man I had met that night was there. He was dressed up in some really strange costume and was being very covert. It made me very upset. Even when I wandered away from the "party of actors" this person followed me. I was looking for brass or something to create art supplies. Also searching for photo opportunities. And he was stalking me.
weird. listen to your gut was the only thing I could think of.