(03/14/84)(This dream was the night before the previous one). Ginny and I are standing by a river. She says Dwight, my brother, is across the river. He still loves me and wishes we could get married. I feel a twinge of regret and also guilt because of the incestuous aspects. Now, I'm leaning out an open window, looking down at the river. Dwight comes up behind me and leans over me. There is a feeling of sexuality and forbiddance. I don't respond to him but I'm very aware of him. I feel poignant and sad. Elliot comes by. He wants to take me out to dinner to make up for all he didn't give me in the relationship. I drift away, leaving Dwight and now I'm at a table with a plate full of food. There are beans and trailmix, and it's not too appetizing or expensive, but it's nutritious. Elliot's gone. Three guys come in. It's cousin Terence and two of his noisy friends. Terence's face is very dark, almost black (as in shadowed or dirty). I am annoyed at them. I say to Terence, but not loud enough to be heard over his friends' talk and laughter, "I don't appreciate this at all." I vaguely remember that he is dead.