Walking the Neighborhood

A rather random thought-filled dream here. I didn’t try to turn it into a narrative, so I left it as random as actually was in my dream…

Beautiful day; community event, widely participated; many people; a lot of green grass yards; very creatively designed townhomes; hilly streets; Kim (work colleague), Irene and me on neighborhood ‘tour’; Bonnie, shaved and in rehab at Kim’s neighbor’s house; the ‘Bonnie’ at neighbors house was a parallel reality of an instance in the past as she had already recovered and was healthy at home; at end of walking tour was a very large Halloween shop and Irene and I passed it up; we went to the parking garage to enter the elevator instead of taking the stairs to a lower level; elevator dropped so quickly that my body floated up to the ceiling, good thing I was holding on to the elevator side rail; wonderful feeling of levity; Irene and I visited at Kim’s in front yard of her house; her family had company visiting so we decided to leave (then elevator portion of the dream); house interior painted all white; narrow stairway that led downward into the kitchen; open refrigerator somewhat blocked pathway away from bottom of the stairs; Kims front yard was sectioned off with a 4-ish foot white wall capped with narrow red brick slats.