My dream visit with Ted Sunday night/Monday morning was located at the same spot of another dream visit with him last month (or maybe a few months ago) where we were in what reminds me of a lunchroom with long tables - lots of people - and Bill was there too at the opposite end of the room were Ted and I were sitting. I wanted to go and talk to Bill, but every time I tried, Ted talked me out of it. Ted was very loving, very smooth and knew exactly what to say to get me to stay. But I had this nagging feeling that I had to talk to Bill and I felt Bill's gaze on me. When I looked to see if he was looking, he, of course, was not.
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