The Girl In The Mirror Is Me (Night of 17/01/2017)

I am in the bathroom. I have done something with the towel, or my hair. I am not sure what but it gives the impression - in the mirror - that I have long black hair. I look at my reflection. It is that of a woman. I smile at myself. Is this what I would look like had I been born a girl?
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The CEO of the company I work for is a woman in her fifties. We get on well - it is a small company. In a kitchen with her. We share a seat as there is not enough room. She puts her arm around me, and I do the same to her. I feel slightly uncomfortable about this. Is she just being friendly or is it a precursor to something else? Later on she says that I must come around to dinner as she has a couple of friends who come from 'Uxbridge University' (I think that they are professors, and the feeling I get from the dream is that she is too). These professors like talking about 1983, and she knows that I am interested in this area of history as well.
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A city street at night. With one or two others. Walking along a curved pavement under some scaffolding. I am carrying something heavy with me - a rubbish bag which is made out of plastic with a long tube. I drop the bag, and water gushes out of the tube. A man walks along the pavement, but is warned to go the other way because of the bag I have dropped. I try to pick the bag up. It is unwieldy and heavy. I will probably have to leave it on the ground.
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Talking with an attractive woman who works in a shop / on a stall. Sunlit streets. I see her again later. I don't know whether or not I should talk to her again. I decide to ignore her.