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Today at 9.40 AM a telegram from Anne Healy informed me that Blanche Price died early today. I quit work at 10, did psy-time, trying to contact Blanche with no results. Then tried to sleep, thinking that it might be easier for her if I were in a dream state. Had difficulty falling asleep, wasn’t sleepy and at 11 decided to forget about it. Instead fell to sleep at once to have the following strange dream. I think it is a therapeutic one; I have been requesting one from the subconscious. It involves some projection, I think, and is one of those dreams where I was now and then aware of my dreaming condition. I’ve forgotten some of it, and am not sure of some of the early sequence.

[...] One girl asks me if Chuck stayed til nine last night and I say yes. Then one girl, not of the group, is crying. [...]

[...] I begin to mimic him then realize that she is the one who is doing this, and talking about Untermeyer, not I, and I become confused and embarrassed and excuse myself for butting in.

[...] One said, she’s in bad shape, or badly off, words to that effect. [...]

Earlier, one of the boys kissed me laughingly in front of the group and I laughed, delighted. [...]

Then a group (perhaps this one?) goes upstairs to our apartment. [...] It featured one of the girls in the group particularly. She thought it was a clairvoyant one, but I said no. [...]

[...] One was a Great Dane. [...]

[...] One rather large advertisement and two letters. [...]

[...] One held several pair of lovely pastel stockings, the kind you would ordinarily wear with high heels, slim and well-proportioned; they were wrapped together not in a box, with baubles of some kind. [...]