Dreamt I was back at Slippery Rock, but it was entirely different. For one thing it was in Oakland, so it was more like Pitt. I was in a huge glass building which was supposedly the library. The dean was there only he was a young man with dark hair. I was looking for something, but couldn't find it. The dean had his feet up on a table. I was looking and looking. The dean moved upstairs and was sleeping on a table. I stole my enormous file and stuffed it into my old mahogany colored leather bag which I still have only one of the straps has split. It was very heavy, and I was having a hard time with the weight. I slipped out a back side glass door, thinking I might be alright, but still, tripped an alarm, and security was after me. I made it down the concrete steps and was moving through Oakland as fast as I could beneath my burden, taking the back streets. I thought I'd finally found my car, the trunk was popped, but it was another guy's, only same make and model. I was still looking for my car and sweating when Shiner woke me.
