I had a dream the other night, where Lauren told me very emphatically that it was crucial that a take this phone call. She kept saying that I needed to take the call because it was very important, without telling me why it was so important. So I woke up to my phone ringing convinced that I have to answer it, not knowing really what's going on, but sure that I have to answer it because it's really important.
I'm riding the bus home from work when it drives right past the street I lived on for most of my childhood and turns down the next street. No worries, I think, I can get it to let me off here, walk down this street, cut through a yard and be home. But the driver assures me that he'll turn around at the end of the road and take me back to my street, so I stay on. When I finally get off, my boss follows me. I say goodbye and go to give her a hug, but she indicates that this would be inappropriate. So I awkwardly say goodbye again and turn around to head home. I'm on campus now, so I begin running, a full out sprint, hunched over, with my hands near the ground. I make a 90 degree turn to my left, dragging my hands across the ground to slow myself down faster and propel myself foward in my new facing. I can feel the dirt running through my fingers. I round a few more corners with the same ferocious quickness and find myself facing the dorm. It's a very open building, with s...
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