Pagan Meeting
In this dream I was in a fairly large residential front room with a number of chairs arranged in semi-order. Scattered around the room was an informal group of Pagans. It was clear that I was relatively new to the group, but this was not my first meeting with them.
The leader was a man with a well trimmed gray beard and mustache, dressed in a sports jacket.
The program seemed informal, but it had come to a point where someone was supposed to do a short talk on Paganism. The leader said, "Andrew, why don't you do the talk today."
I had nothing really prepared, but had material, so I agreed, and did the talk. It went well, except for a short "where was I going with this?" moment I had to work around. I have no memory of what I did say.
There was a guy in the room impatient to pack something and wanted a bag. I do not remember what it was he wanted to pack, but there was a small stack of bags near the end of the room where I was standing. They were like small fabric shopping bags with fabric handles, and I tossed him one.
It was soon time for me to leave, so I went out the front door of the house. On the street in front of the house was a grey compact car, but it wasn't mine. Mine was very similar but on the other side of the street, parked off the street.
I saw a No Parking sign across the street and wondered if I'd been ticketed, but it was well in front of my car to the left and the arrow pointed only to the left.
There were some papers attached to the chain link fence that I was parked next to and just in front of my car. I thought they might pertain to me, but they did not. I don't remember the subject, but I took them down and put them in the car.
Unlike so many of my dreams, not only did I find my car, but the key worked and it actually started. Nothing further is remembered.