For two nights I got through without remembering my dream or waking up anxious and tense. Last night I had a dream--several parts. I was at work and Tracy, a roommate from college, came to visit. I was showing her around and took her outside the office to talk. I wanted to tell her about everything that has gone on but she wasn't responding that much and wasn't talking. She left and I walked out the door because I had to somewhere but I didn't know where. So I started walking. As I was going I realized I was picking up a student but as I approached a school I knew I wasn't picking up a student, I was going to see something. I walked into an auditorium and there was an assembly, so I knew I was going to see a student receive an award. I floor in front of me turned into a swimming pool and I saw from underwater a younger Hispanic boy. I didn't know him but I knew I was supposed to watch him. An older girl was there. He wanted to win the race, but he also liked her. Right before the race started, she took his eyes (that's right--it wasn't gruesome, but she took his eyes). That made him more determined and started swimming. There were tons of kids, splashing and swimming, but the boy pushed through and won.

There was a shift in the story, and I was sitting in front of a small man and woman (or were they far away?), and they were a king and queen. She was telling him that he needs more confidence, and I was relieved because I wanted to say something but didn't think it was my place. Then I woke up.