The beginnings of this dream are getting fuzzy, but I remember being in some sort of large stadium, similar to a blitzball stadium in Final Fantasy X. I was later in some park (with bathrooms in which both boys and girls went!) where kids were having camp activities and was harassing someone enough to have them call security on me. I ran away and climbed a high, dying tree. I don't think the security officers saw me up there, but I think some strange cosmic truth was revealed to me as I was up there. If it comes back to me, I'll be sure to share!

I was then driving back to Calvin college from a far distance, and Jen was coming in her car as well. Jen, at a rest stop, was worried that she wasn't going to have enough money to get enough gas for the trip. When I got to Calvin and was gathering some of my stuff out of my car, I saw that I still had Jen's purse sitting in my passenger seat. I worried that maybe she was stranded somewhere without her cell phone and wallet, but I didn't think too much about it. I was sure she was fine.

I got out of my car and started wandering around Calvin's campus. I ended up next to an area of people being led in some sort of exercise routine (something I've never actually seen on Calvin's grounds) and was somehow in a line for...something. A couple people I knew were in line with me, but the only one I can remember recognizing is Trisha Schales, with whom I work at MPI. At some point during the conversation in our group, someone intimated to her that I had some pot and then left. Trish then tried her best to ask me for some pot without being blunt about it, and I came right out and told her that I didn't have any. I'm unsure what her reaction was.

It got darker, and I was sitting on a grassy hill with my friend Carrie from Kentucky. We talked about everything in the world, and when I got tired I decided to go to bed. Actually I said I was going to check out some of the other Calvin buildings to see what was going on around campus, but she pointed out that it was about 4am. I went to one of the dorms to find out where I was living.

When I walked in, I heard or saw some commercial about how white Barack O'bama is, and then an elevator opened to my left and some old people walked out. I went to the desk and asked the deskie where I was living, but he flipped over some sort of plaque, indicating that he was off duty. I began to beg him, and he led me back to a wall-mounted computer where he began opening a program or website to find out my room. As he was doing this, my brain slowly began working better, and I realized through the stress of it that I was too old for the dorms, thought the apartments would be fun, realized I had already graduated, then freaked out because I had no idea where I lived. As I woke up I realized that I live in Kalamazoo, and I wondered if I would have to commute every day.