I am with a woman professor who teaches dream work. After her lecture, I go with her to her office. We talk. I tell her about Toko-pa’s book. The professor doesn’t listen and is not into talking about dream work. We start to leave. I see that the professor has a canon camera like mine as well as a long lens. I tell her that it is my lens. I take it and then realize it isn’t my lens because there is a flash at the end of the lens and I don’t have a flash. I ask her if that works well and she says yes.
Later, I realize I left my purse in the professor’s office. I go back and look around and can’t find it. (not my waking life purse). I can’t remember what my purse looked like. I find a smaller, tan colored purse and pick that up. I think maybe the professor picked mine up by mistake.
When I leave a male professor comes into the office. I ask him to lock up.
Feeling: unseen, disappointed, sad
