I dreamt a dream last night...

I was at Franciscan in my wing's hallway. I saw Sarah, and girls heard us and began coming out of their rooms. I must have been visiting... it seemed to be a year after I transfered. I had shorter hair (I know, shorter? How can it get shorter?) and it was styled similar to how I have it now, but it was lighter, hilighted. I was wearing this no sleeve turtleneck... gray... thing that I own, and dress pants, with low heels. I was tan. (Is it possible?) I looked... fit. Muscular, but in a good way.


That was from May 21, 2003.

Dreams are a funny thing.