Half an Hour of Freedom

1. Hall

Something about a big hall, maybe a school, in a corner of the building. Can't remember well. Something about a wheel? Warm, dark, reds, rusty.

2. Twice Half an Hour of Free Time

Everyone is already home (of family presumably), but there have also arrived other people, unknown by me. In fact, I arrive home in an unfamiliar surroundings (though on second thought it reminds me of Chwe's place). Mother is there, but certainly other family members too.
Place is on a second floor, greys, whites, soft, all rooms on one floor (looks like Chwe's place, but maybe mirrored or something, which is why I don't recognize it in the dream).
I have not eaten enough, but also have to work on a pc still, or at work. When I came late from wherever I had already gained time of about half another. This kind of thing otherwise never happens to me. And now when I get home, I have again time on my hands, a period of half an hour that I am completely free. After a short while I start to think that maybe there is surely something I should or now could be doing, but I can't remember it. That something like this happens twice on a day is really exceptional.
I'm then in the kitchen, where also my mother is. D and maybe the others are in the living room, which is to the right. The kitchen has a table, window to the left, but the actual kitchen is through a door, into a cramped space (this most of all reminds me of Chwe's place). And mother suggests that I help, but I myself thought this as well, that I might as well do the dishes, I have a glass bowl with me, which is medium size, but when I go to the kitchen I see a very large bowl already waiting in the sink. I put mine on top. I assume this is my brother's, D. And I am thinking I should wash them both, but I am not in the mood to do the dishes, so I walk away. There is no one else in the kitchen, no room anyway, but no one else cares at all. This is when my attention is more turned to my brother D, who is in the living room to the right, in a sofa.
But I want to sit down somewhere with my pc and work. This is real work, and I have to do it.

3. Wedding Car

In a shop. This is in an unfamiliar, town, quite, like on a Sunday. Cobbled streets. There is this shop to our right, I know it and want to briefly go in. You have to take a step up if you want to, the shop is small, and the door opens a height from street level, so I actually climb the window of the shop, to the left of the door, so I can stand there and leave others plenty of space to stand in the door and crowd inside. It happens that other customers are in the shop. It is quite merry.
When I intend to go in then Inla2, partner of my brother, also wants to go and she actually reaches the thing first, N follows, I follow. They are inside quick enough, I for some reason like to stay outside on the sill more or less. When I go inside, I hear N and Inla2 take care of things, they are happy to have found this shop to work on their house. Inla2 says something like: next time I enroll I will do for the course "true love" and not "regulate". This are courses given out by the city they live in, in this case the place where they still live, they organize this, and Inla2 took this smaller course because she thought she would learn all the basics and would not need the bigger course. But now she changed her mind, but I can't remember why, in the dream it was clear. It has to do with regulation regarding building.
Then we leave, with the car, I suppose we came by car as well, first I was alone, then my brother and his partner were there along. And when we leave now, even more people are in the car.
The car itself is not ours, but Inla2 claims it. So we actually steal it. They need the car, and I think, okay, so long as they bring it back in time, but they make a detour, and I am thinking that is not responsible, but Inla2 wants to go to the bank first, which she knows is here in the neighbourhood. First we go straight through, then to the right and then continue to the left, straight through. The bank is on the left. Inla2 is driving and N is in the other seat. I am in the back, as are other people. The car is also small, but is open too, on top, no roof. And we sit high, yet it does not look old. Maybe old-fashioned.
I think it is rude that they use this car for their own ends. If they had driven straight to where we need to go, then I would not have minded.
After that we continue, we are still in the car, come into a country side, but more like a lane, wide and long, and open, and sandy, very straight. And by the end I see a T-crossing, but before we are there, Inla2 gets out. She jumps out and leaves the driver's seat unoccupied, the car still runs. N is still in the car, but I from the back seat takes the control, somehow having faith that N will do his part, and after I reach out, he reaches out as well. And one of us does the wheel, and the other does the pedals. And we drive safe, but slow, and eventually come to a stop, it is not much longer to the T-crossing, other people are waiting there, all very chique, dressed up as if for a marriage. Lot of them dressed in white, all of them like brides.
At the crossing, I see cars come from the left. I wonder whether they need to be here as well, for the same party, wedding, but I think not. Yet they almost drive us off of the road, which is not very nice, but I could we should have been careful, which is what I was. But they don't pass, but stay. I'm not sure what it means.
I get out of the car, everyone else too. The people waiting are still waiting, so are we, but at least we are here. This will be a wedding. Nice place for it.
Jeve is there, and she as some kind of master of ceremony. The whole thing now seems like a standing reception, with drinks, joy, anticipation, we are all waiting for the last car to appear, from where we came. Lucid this last part.