Dream about carrying a tripod in Chicago, and being set up with a possible perv

Last night I dreamt I had two black tripods in my left hand as I carried them and tried to use them to cover my purse as I walked either downtown Chicago or on the south side of the city, trying to go north.

It looked different than I was used to it looking, wherever I thought I was looked different. I kept trying to avoid all the groups of brothers hanging out in various places and in the stores and stuff, hoping they wouldn't notice me. At least a couple did but I think I kept moving.

Then another dream had me hanging out in some tall black guys apartment with some other women. It felt like an episode of the bachelor or something because I knew the few women were there as potential dates for the man. He seemed nice enough and I knew there was chemistry, but I took a devil may care attitude about him. He was a single father with a son the was so funny as the little boy described to us his school play routine he'd performed.

What turned me off about the man is that his son said his dad didn't go to the performance, but chose to stay home at the apartment right up the street and watch a movie called "beguine," which reminded me of that title, Begin the Beguine.

In the end, the brother had someone on his lap, but in the dark it didn't look like a woman but someone younger, which I'd hoped it wasn't.

That's all I remember for now. I don't know who he was. Isn't it weird how you can dream of complete strangers you don't even know if they actually exist? I hope he doesn't.