This morning I dreamt that I was helping out in a small town on restoring an old theatre, doing carpentry on the structure itself along with other types of work. It was to be a mixed-use space, doubling as an art house movie theatre on occasion, but typically devoted to staged events. There was a small gray terrier who belonged to one of the other people working on the project. It wore a pink bandana around its neck and was called something like “Scooter” or “Scoop.” It’s one of those kinds of dreams I want to hold on to as it was quite pleasant.
One of the only other details I remember: there had been some flooding in this theatre. And it may have been attached to, sort of as an annex of another bigger theatre in the same town.
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