Sunday Morning and a Weird Dream
I rarely remember my dreams, but this morning was different. Vividly dreaming of facilitating a workshop, I woke up not knowing if I had truly missed a class or not. It was rather disconcerting.
In the dream, the workshop was held at a college campus, where all the buildings looked the same. The classroom itself was a college auditorium-style classroom, and I had well-over 150 students, who were unruly. I could not even get them to quiet down to get my attendance numbers.
I had to step out for a moment, but then found myself in a dorm kitchen fixing noodles and cheese, knowing that I was late for the class. When I went out to find the classroom, I was lost in the maze of hallways and could not find where I needed to be. I even ran into a friend who told me that he would help me find an easier way in the evening.
I have no idea what this dream means, but I woke up feeling pretty much exhausted and a bit panicked. It took me a few minutes to realize that it was all a dream and that it was Sunday morning. I still feel unsettled.
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