Last night, my dream was all about parallelism. I would only do things in certain numerical units. It was strange. At one point I was in a large building that I seemed to know and was going all around. I saw Sarah and she was trying to get Ian M.'s attention in order to give him a hug. She did and then he came over to me and gave me a hug and then we were dancing. 'Twas strange. I'd gone into the room I was in to fetch my bag--one similar to the one I packed up this morning--and found five of the same around it. So I had to judge which was mine based on the contents.
Anyhow, thought I'd jot that down for y'all. Soon I'll meet Sarah for lunch, load up the car, and be on my way back to Northwestern.
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