Two Dreams

Thursday Night:

Sarah Grubb and I were walking through a park; a mosque was built on the outskirts of the park. People were dressed up for Halloween. Sarah and I kept cooing at the kids that were playing on the lawn.

Last Night:

I was a student at a summer arts camp. A couple of my classmates and I went to a little grocer for snacks, and when I turned around they were all gone. I couldn't figure out how I would navigate through the camp.

I couldn't find any of my classes because no one had given me my schedule. I walked through an elaborate building looking for classrooms in the 1000 numbers. When I found the class that I was meant to be in, I was extremely late. I walked in and sat down anyway. As I sat down I realized that it was the wrong class because all of the other campers were six to eight years old.