Day 657

Sunday | December 15th, 2013

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I slept all day today. This is the first time in a while that I’ve done this. I kept waking up and being sick, a short cough and a scratchy throat and back to slumber.

Somewhere in the afternoon, I dreamt that I was on my way to the fifth floor of the building where I work on campus. Stepping out of the elevator, my phone rang. It was difficult to hear, a woman’s voice, distant and scratchy. I knelt down near a window and strained to listen while she complained about our relationship. It sounded like it was coming to an end. I made excuses about class and got off the phone quickly. I raced down the hall to room 526, some students were already flowing out. Doubling checking the number, I went through and into a large room. I didn’t really look around, I was making my way down the long aisle to the mini-stage, dropping “Sorry, sorry.” as I went.

At the front of the room, I began the class. It was the first class, so I broke straight into what the class was supposed to be, the goals of learning, how to speak better English, and other things. As I spoke the room got larger and more and more people were in the seats watching me. I wasn’t using a mic, just the power of my voice to carry class rules across the amphitheater. More people were funneling in the entrance ways while I talked. Some of them clapped during the pauses. I was amazed at my voice, usually so quiet and difficult to project, and here it was reaching opposite ends of a football field. I stopped and made ‘ears no work’ gestures when the train came through, then picked back up. And then stopped again when the Taiwan-made sand plow careened through until it stalled on the rolling hills where people sat on blankets listening to my syllabus breakdown.

Toward the end, I asked, “Who among the thousands of people present here today are my 17 students. Could you raise your hands please.”

I woke up and recorded this dream into my phone.

I went to my room and fired up the steamer. I’m striping off the paper on all the doors today. I picked new paper and got a brush and special a few months ago but haven’t gotten around to doing this. It took much less time than I thought to scrape off the old paper. I replaced it with the nice green with leaves embedded inside rice paper. I have pink for my back door. Flowers embedded for the bathroom and other tasteful choices for the other places in our hanok that could look much nicer. There is a push to do this because our adoption counselor from Holt is visiting our house this Wednesday. We want to make the house look as nice as possible.

I woke up again a few hours later. The ol’ dream within a dream gag. Damn. I was really supposed to / had planned to replace the paper on the doors. And Holt is really coming for a visit on Wednesday.

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