This last week, I saw all sorts of good people while I was awake.
Rightfully so, my dreams, (respecting the uncompromising duality of nature) saw to it that I was incapable of seeing people while I slept.
I had a dream two nights ago that involved following a man carrying a very heavy guitar case up a coiling crag staircase made out of loose limestone and shale. The stone staircase was very dangerous, it coiled forever upwards and was contained within a multi-leveled pagoda without a roof. I had to crouch very low and travel very quickly just to keep up with this man. No matter how quickly I traveled I could only ever just grasp the back of him, his shoes dancing up just out of sight. I was also carrying a large suitcase, like the one I normally carry between cities.