Dan (brother in waking life) stains a dock with a younger person. He stains it red. He keeps getting the wrong stain. (it keeps coming off)
I go with him to get more stain and I decide to get brown paint for my dock. Dan asks if he can borrow my paint brush. He reminds me he gave or bought it for me a few years ago. I tell him I have it, but left it at home.
I go into the store. It is more like a “Galleria” type store: fancy. Periodically, there is a deer that walks through the store. There is a small goat that stands behind these people at a counter (looks like a hotel counter where you check in). I worry they will step back onto it.
It is crowded in the store. I talk to images-1a saleswoman about the paint. She goes away. There are others waiting to get waited on. She comes back and has the brown paint, but needs to do something else with it. (and goes away again.)
Feeling: Happy, a bit afraid for the goat and a bit nervous with all the people in the store, but glad I got waited on right away.