i had a dream last night
i was aparently going back to school.
I was moving into a dorm, though the building was more like an airline terminal
big open spaces, signs that told you where to go.
resturaunts and open gathering places
i was following the signs, looking for section three or something,
i was supposed to be in sort of the activist/hippie wing (it was called "Collins"
but i was assigned instead to graduate housing, which was individual homes outside
that looked like a pink 1960s idea of what modern housing would look like 10 years ago
i'm not certain they weren't giant winnebegos
i was dissapointed i didn't get to live in a dorm