A woman is wanting to buy a ticket for a show. A ticket seller, a young woman, is behind a counter to facilitate the purchase. There is a delay, however, as she contemplates if there is a seat available, but the ticket seller finally assigns the woman to seat two in a row. Then a man approaches the counter inquiring about a ticket. There is a feeling that diversity has entered into the scene. The woman has an intuition that the man will be assigned to seat one next to her. Now, the conductor of the show appears, and in an authoritative tone, he informs the patrons in line, in the foyer that they have missed the dinner part of this evening's event. The woman looks into her purse, finds some snacks and shows the snacks to the man standing next to her, feeling good that she will not be hungry and perhaps will share with the man. Then, the ticket seller leaves and the woman and man see her in a room behind the ticket counter, pushing a cart with many boxes on it. She will be putting the boxes into a supply room. The patrons feel that she will return to service them and will patiently wait. It is unclear whether the ticket seller took payment from the woman and man.
Then, I would have a dream that there was an uncle, lying very still on his back in his bed, alone. He is not well. There are stacks and stacks of brown cardboard boxes at the foot of his bed.
No, not that uncle - the white, childless one.