(07/21/64) I was in some sort of orchestral-vocal production, and we were rehearsing. All the voice parts were going to have to sing separately so the director could hear them and criticize. We first sang some song which isn't actually Green Grow the Rushes, but which had the same tune and refrain, "one is one...." But in the dream I didn't know the song and sort of goofed when I sang it alone. But I was proud of myself for singing in front of all those people anyway. Then Karen Lucas sang, and instead of singing the song we were supposed to, she sang some esoteric folksong which made the director very happy. Another girl sang and then it was time to go, and I sang a song I knew loudly so he would hear and know that I could sing if it was a song I knew. On the way home I was walking with someone, very like my husband. It was in the city, I was unmarried, and had a sort of deformity, a twisted leg or something (the one that's been hurting me since camping). but he had his arm around me. Another girl came up, a sort of loose type, and started flirting with him. He was very nice to her. She asked him to a party as if I wasn't there. He said he would come if he could bring me. She made some very insulting remark about me, but he said she was wrong to say things like that and that we both would be coming to her party. I didn't want to go after being insulted like that, but I was happy he wanted to be with me.