Dreams: July 6
I'm walking with a crowd of people at night, and I look to my left
to see Mr. Gabriel walking next to me. "Hey Gabe!" I say, but he
doesn't have much of a reaction. He acts kind of negatively toward
me. I get to my dorm room and sit at my desk. There's a cup of
spilled
pencils on the floor that I pick up. Lots and lots of short stubby
pencils
that have fallen all over the floor near my desk. As I pick them up I
have butterflies in my stomach thinking about my classes this semester.
I haven't started them yet, but I feel a little nervous about how
I'll do.
NEXT,
Phoebe
is in an easy-chair drinking a big milkshake with espresso and
ground oreo cookies. I ask for a sip and she reluctantly gives me the
glass. I notice she has another milkshake next to her. We're watching
some award show on TV, and Rosie O'Donnell wins a big one.
FIN