Came home late last night/ early morning from the second gig; since the next day is my day to work on a hybrid schedule to perform duties for the government agency where I make the daily bread, I decided to do a couple of extra hours at the second gig for the night.

I laid down until it was time to do my remote clock in, and after I clocked in, I laid down again to get my full rest.

I don’t know how long it took for this experience to manifest.  It started out with me getting up and opening my bedroom door. The cat was there when I opened the door. The cat darted inside the bedroom.

I wondered why the cat ran into my room, especially when the cat knows that my bedroom is off limits to him. Now I’m going to have to shoo the cat out of the room. Before I could move, a white cat appeared. That cat darted into the room, a multicolored cat followed the white cat into the room, Now there are three cats that I’m going to have to shoo out of the room.

I saw them go under the bed. As I was making my way to the bed to get them out of the room. I saw the white cat emerged from inside the clothes closet.

Damn, this is what I didn’t want to happen. I know if my cat was also in the clothes closet that he might piss in there. If he did then all my clothes would smell like cat piss, and I would end up having to throw my clothes in the garbage.

I didn’t see my cat or the multicolored cat in the closet. Then I saw the white cat in the closet again. This time he was rubbing his scent on some sheets that were on the closet’s floor. Then the white cat ran out the closet.

I looked in the closet and started to see what it smelled like inside. I didn’t smell anything out of the ordinary. I’m glad that the closet did not smell like cat piss.

Then there was a shift in scenery, now I find that I am observing some sort of card game in a place that felt like a gambling center. The game was among three women, and a man wearing a top hat, and a suit that resembled a circus ring master’s suit.

There were some type of music being played. The type of music being played was classic, but the patrons were upset because the music was not being played in the correct manner.

I entered the gambling parlor, in some type of contraption transport vehicle. I greeted the three women gamblers by taking their hand and kissing the back of their hand. The women found that greeting them in that manner was kind of romantic.

The dude did not appreciate the way I greeted the women. He thought that I shouldn’t greet women in that manner. But I reminded him that this was how men greeted women in the times of yesteryear. Plus, the women reiterated that they liked being greeted in that manner.  

Then they told the dude that I’m going to play the music correctly. There was a hole in the contraption that I was riding in. A kind of piano appeared, and I started to play the music   on the piano correctly.     

There were three different kind of music that I played. Can’t recall the tune, or even if I heard the type of music been played before.

After I finished played the music, I was putting two coins that looked like a quarter dollar coin inside a vender machine.

The two coins were stuck together and when I put them in the machine’s coin slot, they went in the machine together. I didn’t get a reaction from the machine. I thought that I lost the two coins, and did not get any service from the machine.   

Then it occurred to me that the coins might have passed through to the coin return slot. When I put my fingers in the coin return slot. I could feel some coins in the return slot. When I pulled out the coins, I saw that there were more coins in the slot among my original two coins.

Another dude tried to make a claim that the extra coins belonged to him since he put coins in the machine and didn’t get a response from the machine. He figured that his coins went through to the coin return slot. He claimed he didn’t know that there was a return slot. I refuted that the extra coins belonged to him, and kept them.  

I put the coins back into the machine’s coin’s slot. Then I saw a black cigar stick out of the machine. I took the cigar and decided to exchange my other cigars that I had for the better quality cigars that was in the machine.

I was pushing in the cigars into the machine, but it was being crushed when it entered the machine’s cigar hole. I did this a few times before I abandoned the effort.

After that nothing else about this dream made sense…

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