Dreamt of Robert Sepehr, again, this time we were in college, living in the same dormitory, Robert lived downstairs from me. Instead of studying Anthropology Robert was in med school. We ended up hanging out by accident. I had to use the bathroom, and we couldn't find one. Finally I spotted a sort of Port-O-Potty, but once in there a young Goldie Hahn in a yellow bikini popped-up, out of the depths, and bit me. I couldn't get out of there fast enough. Robert wanted to go out again, the next day, and we were leaving for the beach. I was wearing my blue mermaid lagoon swimsuit with matching shorts with a straw hat and white high heeled sandals.
