I don't remember much of this dream.

I just remember being outside with Chance and Elise and then this other non-OE person was jumping down these stairs with a potato sack on his feet. And then Elise and I were standing in a doorway.

Pot Luck

A couple nights ago, I dreamed that all us OE kids met up at this totally random place to have a pot luck. I took my plate to the table, and standing next to Matt, I saw his dish was white rice with black beans on the top. Rather plain, thought I, but I would never complain about beans and rice. Then I moved to the next dish by Andrew-- kidney beans and white rice, set up in the same way as Matt's. Lyndi was next and she used butter beans on the bed of rice. So, lots of beans and rice filled my plate, which had me confused. Did they all plan this? Or were their brains simply all working in the same wavelength? You had managed to make white rice with different kinds of beans in each dish, so you may have plotted this strange coincidence of foodstuffs. There were a few other foods on the table, but I didn't care as much about those, as my OE friends hadn't made them. Perhaps cabin...9 boys(?, oh gosh I can't really remember) made some bread. Now I know in real life, the pot lucks we had were wonderfully tasty and full of variety. Yet I feel that all of us partaking of the food stuffs in my dream would have no problems getting their daily carbs and fiber... if you catch my drift. In light of this dream, I hope that all of you are eating well. One of the main principles of Ayurvedic medicine is prevention- your diet is the first medicine. So eat balanced meals you college kids :) Lurv.

Happy Anniversary!

Hey, wasn't the 29th the first official day of our OE term? I'm pretty sure it was. Happy friend-iversary my lovelies. I love and miss you all.

this is not a dream

I just bought a pleather jacket.

A school and a knife.

Last night, I talked to Chance on the phone. He was waiting for the train he's riding to Holden to continue its travels to his final destination. We talked about many things, and apparently this led to his appearance in one of my dreams last night. I am sorry to say that no other OErs made this dream, but at least that means you have escaped the inevitable chaos of my mind in the astral plane.

Chance and I ran into each other at a school. I've dreamed of this school many hundreds of times before in similar incarnations, as it is the dream-version of my horrible middle school. (Not that the school is horrible, but my experiences there were at the time-puberty, cruel kids, hopeless crushes, and all that sort of thing.) Anyways I came to this scene with Chance after I went into the building presumably to get out of the craziness going on outside. We ran into each other near the orchestra room- my old stomping grounds- and I showed him my knife. Some sort of protection from someone or something I can't remember now. Don't worry Chancey, the knife wasn't going to be used on you. Then we headed off together, further into the bowels of the school. I'm pretty sure we got separated before I woke up.

And I'd sent a thought into the universe before going to bed that I might have lucid dreams, or at least dream of some important image for my future. I guess that's the divine's way of thwarting my attempts at foreknowledge. Instead I got to "visit" a friend who's going away for a year :( so I suppose I should be grateful for that.

musical dreams

This morning, right before I woke up, I had this dream that me and a bunch of random people were sitting in this room called Fireside at Holden and Ashley was playing this beautiful song that I remembered the lyrics to briefly as I woke up. And right before I opened my eyes she was still playing these sweet tunes and it was really lovely. So basically Ashley sang me awake today.

Also, I had a dream about Kasey the other night and we were in this room in San Francisco, but it almost didn't feel like the city at all, and we were riding something like an elevator, and first I was just hanging out with my friend Carrie from Holden and then all of a sudden Carrie turned into Kasey. It was just bizare because the aura of the room/elevator was really dark and weird. But it wasn't surprising because Carrie reminds me of Kasey.

I hope everyone is doing well! I will be back in Michigan (i don't yet know if this is a good thing or a bad thing) in less than three weeks. Maybe I'll see some of you.

love,
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I am beginning to question the management of Bizarro OE

I had a dream last night, so as not to feel left out.

I was at the Oregon Extension, even though it didn't really look like the one we knew. A new semester was starting, so it was filled with lots of newcomers, but I, having already been to the OE once before (you might remember that), felt very confident and I made jokes and congratulated myself on being funny and comfortable in the place while I met some students and shook some hands. It made me wish that I could always be like that at the beginnings of semesters and other endeavors, instead of being so insecure and stupid and – though my dreaming self didn't think of this at the time – depending for the first month on Andrew Gehl's compassionately loud encouragements at my attempts at humor. Remember that? I was grateful, Andrew.

Eventually I started to panic because I realized that I was in Oregon for a second time and I didn't even know if that was allowed or whether it would be helpful, but the point is that it was actually a pretty stupid dream because nobody from our OE was even in it – students or professors.

I know what you're thinking. You're thinking, "If no one from what we knew as the OE was there, where do you even get off calling it the OE? Don't you know, Matt, that it's not the name that makes that place what it is, but it's all the people that are there? Without the friends and mentors that we know and love, 'OE' is just two meaningless letters with no connection to anything in reality." And I'm all like, "I totally know that, but clearly whoever is running Bizarro OE does not and that is unacceptable."