The past week has been strange all around. I woke up this morning with this dream where I’m in class waiting for the professor to come in. To start with the class only has sixty something people in the room. The strange part happens after the lecturer comes in. It’s not the person I was expecting. The lecturer was also the wrong gender. The class I’m going to currently is lectured by a guy. I was expecting that exact lecturer in my dream, except I didn’t think I was dreaming. Isn’t that always the case? You’re in this wonderful other life in morpheum and the next thing you know, it’s taken away from you by something as mundane as waking up. The only thing was that this dream wasn’t particular pleasent or unpleasent. It was just weird. Anyway, she comes in and then all of a sudden the class breaks out into song and dance like one of those old musicals. The number of students and the size of the lecture hall suddenly balloons. There are now more than 60 students. Way more! The hall is now about the size of an auditorium and I suddenly become a spectator along with some of the other students. The rest are performing musical numbers. It was rather grand even though I remember only a fraction of the dream.