I dreamt that I was in an odd building on the lower floor, almost a basement. It had the old tile linoleum floors that probably had asbestos underneath. I was waiting to take a workout class, and it seemed I was the first one to show up. I felt that maybe I had the wrong time or day. RC was there just sitting in a soft chair calm and cool. I had to change into my clothes as I was half way into my workout gear. I felt awkward in front of him and I was doing my best at being graceful, but it wasn't working. I felt as if every piece of me was hanging out in the wrong way.
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