I am on a class outing of some sort. We are all on a bus and crossing the Mississippi, brimming with excitement. At some point, I see some of my classmates walking along the road. Apparently, their coach bus broke down and the driver doesn’t want to do a push start. Suckers. Eventually, we get to our destination and leave (I can't remember what it was). Toyin notes the novel I am reading on the bus is full of ads for really expensive things. Turns out the book was really expensive, which causes some of my peers to resent me. Whatever! I leave the bus cause I apparently know a shortcut back to our really swank hotel. I get there early enough to take full advantage of our accommodations by lounging around in my underwear.

Later (not sure if this is a new dream or the same one) I am at Steph’s and apparently we are dating once again. I am in awe of their well stocked fridge as I have been away from her family for nearly three years. I decide to cook a grand dinner because her parents are graciously welcoming me back as if I never left. My alarm went off.

Oh, and hello old friend. I’m mildly flattered that you still check this page every so often. It’s been a while.