Leap Day dream.
I dreamt that I was a teacher at some weird alternative school. I taught an "activity" class alongside former high school classmates Shawn Niles and BJ Woods (whom I haven't seen for quite some time). Our classroom was inside of a tree-house that was built on an enormous redwood tree amidst an enormous redwood forest. We had many activities going on simultaneously: a Nerf war, finger painting, parachute games, sidewalk chalk drawing, and paper mache sculpting. After several minutes of this strenuous activity, Shawn, BJ, and I walked out onto the porch of the tree-house and took a 'smoke break.'
As we discussed our plans for the next class, Caitlin Geeslin came running onto the porch from inside the tree-house. She leaped toward us, and hit me as was landing. She informed me that she had just covered a very interesting story about some old photographer for a big magazine, and I told her that was exciting. Then she asked if she could interview the three of us about our alternate form of teaching.
Before I could answer, I fell from the porch into a red sports car. I crawled out of it and discovered that I had fallen like a meteor into the Koontz Lake Missionary Church parking lot. I saw my dad preaching a sermon right there on the asphalt.
Then I awoke.
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