In my dream, I’ve just turned away from a group of people getting ready to enter a deadly toxic wasteland at the edge of a city. Peer pressure took me with them; all my stuff, my shoes, my wallet, my phone are all still with them. Suddenly realizing I had no good reason to follow them into the wasteland made me turn back into the city.
It’s the small hours of the morning and I don’t know this part of town. I’m gearing up for a multi hour walk home, barefoot. I find a small kiosk open and the vendor, instead of lending me money for a cab or a bus, hands me a fat handful of incense sticks.
I start walking. As I make my way, a friend happens to drive by me at the late hour, spots me, and offers to give me a lift home.
(A dream fable for this week’s Pluto in Aquarius activations)