The End

I asked, “When is the date?” I dreamt that there was a window in my bedroom to the basement below. I saw a guy, who had set up an office, standing and talking on the phone. He was facing my direction. I yelled at him to leave and then called out to my dad. I dreamt that I was watching a show as if I was there. There was a group of people at the end of a long strip of narrow road (on a bridge?). Some of them were lined up going across the road to block whoever they … Continue reading The End

Model

A female student, with short blonde hair, who is taking an electives class to be a model, comes through the classroom I am in. I am in the back row. She is wearing royal blue clothes with a touch of purple in them. They look like flannel pj’s. Her shoes are a light purple type of loafer. She walks from the right side to the left. I’m thinking about the comparison of being in a line of models and having people look at you, and here she was by herself with some of the people looking at her. It is … Continue reading Model