(There was a lot going on, and it isn’t as vivid, so I’m doing my best.) I saw a line of people waiting to get into school / class. I was sitting on a curb next to where they were. There was a guy from the Middle East (or at least his parents were) in a wheelchair looking for a way to get up on the sidewalk where these people were. I showed him where he could go up, and that section was painted yellow with “bubbles” I’ve seen some businesses have. I was in a class with Greg, but … Continue reading Class