8-16-10

Last night I had a series of short snippets.

I'm back in school and I ask how many credits I need to graduate. I'm told I have enough and I decide to quit the semester rather than completing it because I can graduate now.

Then I'm talking to someone sitting behind me and I'm looking out a window to a frosty morning. I'm telling this person that the kids in the school I used to work at that needed extra help graduated because of me and the other teacher's aid. If it weren't for us, they wouldn't have graduated. I say this because I"m disappointed at how schools are now cutting costs and important jobs.

Then I'm being invited to a banquet. The banquet is pastries of every sort. I remember that I need to watch my sugar intake and only talk a couple of things.

Then I'm standing in front of a classroom and am testing to see how well I can see with the glasses I have. I know I need a stronger lens and need glasses to see closeup. I'm looking at the blackboard trying to read what's on it.

Then I'm in a lobby area of a school and realize it's the school I worked at in 09 although it's different. A teacher greets me and recognizes me and asks what I'm doing here. I say that I'm subbing but I know I havent been asked to sub that day. I'm embarrassed to admit that I'm just there. My former co-worker Bev is here too but she is subbing today. There are also two women I don't know and they are both dressed similarly and wearing their hair in the same style. They both look like they came out of the 1800's. They are saying they both have contracts to work here, this same school we used to work at. I'm jealous and say "You have contracts?" Then I smooth it over out of embarrassment and say "Oh, yeah. You do need contracts to work here." They both walk off and Bev invites a student to come over and talk to me. He flirts as a joke and another student sits on the table and leans against me and I'm very annoyed and run off.

Then I'm in a parking lot and it's nighttime. My car is covered in snow and a plow is parked sideways off to the side of it. I have to walk in snow up to my waist to get to it. I get in and there's a pile of snow in the passenger seat. I worry it won't start but it does and I drive out and start spinning. I spin around and around and fear I may hit the plow but I dont'.

Then I'm floating down a hallway and wonder if I'm thinking and awake or dreaming.

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