Visions this AM – The subconscious mind at work…

I woke up at 10 AM and fell back asleep.   I noticed my heart sounded funny like it was squishing instead of thumping. Then I drifted deeper into sleep.  I was in some kind of shop.  It sold alcoholic beverages.   It looked like part of it was in the ground or an old abandoned house. There was part that was covered by some sort of drape but it had been pulled to the side.   I went in and looked to the left and there were at least 11 pictures on the wall, black and white. They looked like designs at first, could be an eye chart or pictures of someone.  I was with someone and they seemed to be in a hurry so I was unable to stop and focus on the images.  I did see some unusually large funnel shaped cups piled up, looked like drinking mugs to me, I used my measuring cup sometime earlier in the day.  I have a porcelain coffee filter but does not have a handle, this had a handle.  I was at SS a day ago and looked at a vase that was shaped similarly, more like an old ice cream soda glass.   I had gotten a small demitasse sized cup of coffee and a chocolate as I usually do.  The cup is paper, no handles.   Everything was sort of hazy.   I was with a heavier person blond, looked like the guy who once worked at SS.  He purchased a six pack of something and we all left and got into a small car.  There were three of us and I got into the back seat.   The blond got into the passenger side.   We headed off and he handed me a bottle of something and said, “try this”.  The liquid looked cloudy and I didn’t really taste anything.   It looked like a Mickey’s or Smirnoff.  I have created a mix that looks like it, must have triggered memories of seeing the Smirnoff in the Harris Teeter.   Then I was standing outside a set of something and someone who looked like Annette Funicello was seated on a brick wall, reminded me of the wall at the convenient store on Rosemary Street here.  I had seen an old Avalon Funicello film. I had been there before in my waking life but had never seen this happen.  It seemed dark and I must have been walking up to the place.   There was another person standing in front of her and they were talking.   Things seemed to go dark and I heard her crying oh, oh, she had fallen off backwards from the wall onto the pavement.   Then I was back in the car and I slumped over in the back seat.   I heard, “she’s dead”.