My Four Walls/Follow me through my past

I found SH's makeup palette - the colors are gorgeous - it looks like NARS but it is MAC I think. I am on the phone waiting to tell her that I found it above the sink in the bathroom. It's a cafe. I dip my fingers in and smudge eyeshadow on my lids. It is black - not the same color as in the tray and so I make my eyes look more 1920's. The cafe is crowded. I am making my way home on the Metro. All the Farecard machines are gone - there are only 2 left and they are much smaller than they used to be. I put a 20$ bill in but instead of giving me a farecard, it spits out quarters. There is a newspaper machine blocking the change dispenser. We are missing our train. I hear it leave the station.

I know there is something different about this station... something that I know from another dream. It has to do with how you change trains - where you go and where to board. I mention this but they don't listen to me and run ahead. I know you have to run down the steps and make sure you are at the back of the train - I had this dream. We miss the blue train but can transfer from the yellow train. We hop on the train and take a seat.

A blonde girl pushes through and says "They changed it and now it is going express". I must have missed the announcement. So now we are stuck on a train that is not going to stop and we can't make the transfer. I tell her that several times I have been staring at the map and have watched it change in front of my very eyes.

Laundromat

There is something going on on the street but I pass it by and go into the laundromat. It is carpeted and there are only 2 machines. I fill them up. I see xeroxed pictures of him, but they are too dark to see anything. I know it is him. I think he is going to come in here. I check the machine and it's full of water. I figure it is off balance since I put in a rug and drapes along with foam backing.

Music is playing and I am dancing. He will walk in at any second. AH is there but she is a little girl and we are dancing breathlessly and laughing. He will walk in at any second. His picture is on a machine. I pull the fabrics out of the machine and they are soaked with water and I am drenched. I put some in the dryer and the rest back in the machine and push the buttons. These are different machines and I realize that now there are 3 washers and 3 dryers and more carpets on the floor. The music changes and we spin and watch our skirts flare out and we laugh and dance. He will walk in at any second and love this. I open the dryer but there is water in the dryer too somehow. We give up and go to the festival. He will be there, I know it.