Dream (23.9.02)

I dreamt last night that there were these people who were having a lot of problems adopting a child. I don't know if I, myself, was in the dream at all, but it made me very sad.

Then I dreamt I had to go back to Albion for another semester and they put me in Wesley Hall (which didn't look like Wesley in my dream). I knew which hall I was on, but not which room. I wanted the big room because I was a senior, but I thought it would be unfair to my roommate because I was leaving for France in two weeks and it would be sad to be in that big room all alone. I wondered why they had given me as a roommate to a Native Speaker if I was leaving. I went in search of my RA to see which room was mine. I must have walked through a mall, a hospital, and an airport. Finally I came to my elementary school gymnasium, where a gang was hanging out, led by Horatio Sanz from Saturday Night Live. He pinched my butt really hard; which didn't hurt so much as it made me feel embarrassed and violated. Somehow I escaped, then I woke up.

I was so sad and frustrated after those two dreams that I went back to sleep and luckily had a happier dream, which I don't remember at all.

srah - Thursday, 26 September 2002 - 12:39 PM

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