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I walked into H’s classroom. I was wearing jeans, and a black sweater with a zip at the top. I walked across the front of the room and then to the back right corner. I thought I saw an open seat near Pig, but as I drew nearer I noticed an article of clothing on that seat. It was taken. I then went over to the back left corner of the room, and there I found a seat. It was near Bottle Cap Guy. I talked to him a bit, but about what I can’t recall. I had a black binder on the floor. Pig sat on that binder. I said timidly, "Pig, you're sitting on my binder. That's not good." I asked her to get off it. She obliged. Later, I left the room and headed down the hall to where the stairs are – the ones that lead down to the woodshop hall. They were much larger than they are in real life, and slightly curved. Pig was coming up those stairs toward me, holding a baby. The baby looked...pristine? Pig didn't pay me much attention as she passed. After Pig, I then had to wait for a class of little kids as they made their way up the middle of the stairs. There was another class waiting to go up, but I set off down the stairs before they started up. As I went down, I saw an old man struggling mightily along the rails to get up the stairs, about 10-15 steps from the top. I debated whether I should help him, and decided he would be fine, so I continued on. There was a teacher at the bottom next to the kids, looking at me strangely. Judging me, perhaps. At the bottom of the stairs, I found myself in a sort of "Dream" Vegas. I had a sunken feeling. I was so far from getting there, and it really sunk in then. I felt depressed as I meandered around this basement casino. I thought of what it would be like to do an interview about poker. "We" was a word I imagined using in the interview...Referring to "we poker players", probably. I thought about speaking strongly rather than timidly – of being a strong character rather than a weak and pathetic one.

From what I remember of my dream last night, I was in a wheel chair grocery shopping with a random person who I knew as my best friend and two really good female friends. We were playing around until I was set aside because my best friend thought I was flirting with the girl he liked. Pissed off, I wheeled out of the store passing an elementary school friend and started wheeling all the way home through Randleman (2003 version). As I came closer to my house, I realized that a volcano had erupted and the city was in chaos. Before I reached home, there was an outdoor town meeting held by the guy who found the titanic that I stopped by to hear what was going on and catch my breath. Losing interest, my eyes wandered and I noticed Catwoman from Batman Returns creeping around the crowd. She was somehow captured by Nicholas Cage and unmasked on CNN as viewed by Lord Rayden from the first Mortal Kombat movie as he carefully ate a hungry man TV dinner next to Indiana Jones.

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