I just remembered I had a very interesting dream last night...

[anigo]

...most of which, I forget (of course) but something that sticks out in my memory is that I went to Barnsley to visit my grandfather... I think the thing that may have caused this is the fact that the other day I ran into somebody from Yorkshire and I caught myself starting to say "My grandparents are from Yorkshire", but revising it to "my grandfather's from Yorkshire" which was very odd.

Anyway, in my dream I went to Barnsley and we were looking through my grandmother's desk wherein we found a big binder that kept all kinds of things that she obviously kept dear to her. One of the things in the binder was my letter that I'd written in Accounting class last fall - the one that said that we didn't know each other very well and that I wanted to get to know her better - the one that she didn't have a chance to respond to before she died. Anyway, the letter was all marked up - much like a term paper would look - and the comments were stuff like how proud of me she was and things like that.

Gets me all choked up just thinking about it.

I'm such a weenie.

Ok, off to grab a bite and write my midterm - and then, by unanimous decision, to go to the local coffee shop and read the paper.

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I love dreams.

that is all