Wyatt writes:
i had a dream while sleeping on the green couches in rarig. in my dream, i was awakened by mark rehani dressed as richard simmons, jogging in place. he greeted me briefly and ran off, as i began walking through rarig which had become a strange underground maze of locker lined walls. eventually i found my locker, out of which i took a wooden, silver painted sword that kept getting longer everytime i looked away from it. i got onto a bus that ran through the rarig basement, but everytime it pulled over it would pull right to the wall so it was impossible to get off. finally we made it to the lobby area and i got off the bus. people were lined up to see a show, which was apparently in a theater where the bathrooms are in the real rarig center. at this point it began to turn into a lucid dream, as i walked over to the bathroom/theater door and the group of people outside, i told myself to just float over there and then i jumped and glided a few times over there. it might have been about to turn into a flying dream, but then i was awakened back in real rarig’s green couches (which are about a ten second walk from the bathroom) and had to go to class.
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