I had returned to my parents' house to gather my belongings to move into my new house. While I was home, I started playing a game of Literati with a girl because I could not return to school. The university had not sent me a parking pass, so I had nowhere to park on campus because of the new parking plans.
While she and I playing literati along a highway, sitting on the metal guard overlooking a cliff, I suddenly realized that I was missing my class with Dr. Dowd. It was called Road Trip: Highways and Byways of the United States (actually there is a sociology course called "On the Road: Tourists, Travelers, Vacationers, Pilgrims, and Adventurers," which Dr. Dowd will teach in the spring). I was freaking out, so I ran to my parents' church. In the sanctuary, a professor gave a Sociology 1101 lecture to about 250 five and six year olds. Several of them were climbing up and down the old metal staircase in the church. I could not get around them to go upstairs to my class. Finally a man moved them off of the stairs.
I walked into a room (the old library of the church where I checked out Care Bear books as a little girl). My class had ended and I missed it. Suddenly I heard a tune and a voice accompanying it, which said, "You are going to fail" (to the tune that my cell phone rings...)
And I awoke to hear my cell phone ring once more before the person hung up.
