gotta get back

into the habit.

Clippings from last night's dream time:
I am attending a business school "undercover", only there are multiple people from my high school in attendance and they are going to possibly blow my cover. I sit in on a board meeting and vocalize my worry over for-profit educational institutions. My voice is not popular among faculty and the dean, but outsiders in suits take interest.
I make my way through the halls and feel nostalgic, wondering who, if any, of my old friends are taking night classes. I head outside into a dark, snowy parking lot and feel threatened. A girl is right at my back and sending hostile vibes. I turn around and she pounces, I fight her off and throw her against a fender and make my escape while onlookers try to figure what happened.

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Boring dream recap, but a start. One of my sister-in-laws was telling me recently about a writer who records all of her dreams, and I realized what good exercise this is for me.