I have recurring dreams about an college instructor who looks curiously like Bob Marzano. He’s a math instructor, and I keep skipping his class, and he keeps informing me that I’m going to fail. The institution is similar to NEIU (in fact, I pass through a basement lounge area similar to theirs). I try to transfer out of the class by talking with a pretty registration employee but at this point the dream breaks down into a weird Spiderman-oriented battle. Later I crawl across the ground in an open, dusty field trying to hide from detection in a land when all human beings are supposed to be plants in the ground.

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