Join the Dance

1. Dancing around the Table

At home with parents, mother strongly present. At some point everyone starts dancing, about the table, so I join and dance too. They do this to camouflage something. I suppose it takes their mind of something else they don't want to be faced with. I just go along, because I don't care if they're honest or not.
Against the wall in the living above the hearth is a rail with pictures and poems, light, to the right are three poems that I long ago made for our mother, I am proud of those, one is with flowers even, protruding from the portrait, white paper. Dried flowers, which I picked myself (?). All the other papers are made by N and D.

On a pc, looking up something about skiing. Jumping from a long slope (schans).

2. Five Minutes Late

Something about Dore.
Me, Bale, Elbe and Ande, we are far away from where we should be. On our way. There are children. It is late. Up the stairs and on the road. Big and sloping, we descend.
N is there.
We are not going in the right direction. We have to go back, so we will be late (can't read notes exactly). Maybe snow.
They all cross the road, light, but I just go straight on, which is the right direction, but there are buses coming my way, so it is dangerous, there might not be place on the road for both the buses and me, they come from the other direction, right lane. Besides, there are scaffolding on my own side of the road, so if I have to pass these, then I am in the middle of the road. But I have no fear at all.
Then we are back where we started. I see the enemy, I pass there anyway, a field of grass, maybe at parents' place (?).
I throw a pebble, because they are going the wrong way, so to attract there attention. We will be late, and for once I would like to be on time. We still have five minutes and there is a possibility to make it and I know it, but if they go that way we will not make it.
Something about Kakashi, a character from Naruto. I am using ninja techniques, but can't remember for what.

There is something about wanting to be on time, but as it is we will only arrive at 4pm, while I should be back at noon. This I promised my colleagues. I know I will not make it and I can't help it, they will have to wait. This is inside, steps up into a different room, many other people. Small rooms, a bit alternative.

Also a fragment about waiting at a car outside, with a few people, maybe under a bridge.