A lot is missing but I dreamed that I went to circus club and there were a ton of people. When Peter showed up, I told him first that I was sad he didn’t answer his phone and I kind of almost cried but then I just moved on and started telling him what I’d learned in Portland. A girl called me over while she was in a circle of people stretching and I helped someone else before going over. Everyone had black blankets over themselves when I managed to make it over there, but I could tell which one was the girl because she had a scarf thing. She got out of the stretch (it looked kind of culty and people’s legs were in the air so it looked like a circle of monoliths) and pointed out that there was a lady and her kid nearby. The lady looked Muslim (headscarf and all that) and she smiled at me and walked on by.