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[auntiemeesh]

And the dreaming continues. Last night I was a fugitive, or at least, my friends and I were planning to start running (from what crime I haven't the foggiest), but we ran into a snag when a new teacher rolled into town (yes, I often dream that I'm still in school). He was a cross between Lockhart from Harry Potter, and the Tommy Lee Jones character from Fugitive. Bad news for our plans, as he set off right away by randomly picking us (the three of us who were planning on becoming fugitives)to use as examples of how easy it would be to find people on the lam. Then he passed out our new textbooks, written by him of course. We were all excited to see the new books, but they were, oddly enough, all covered in old crumbling mud.

Then we were on the run, trying to use the books as roadmarkers to help us avoid capture. There was a lot of other stuff in the middle which has gone all vague, but then we were in the forest, with our books out. Interestingly enough, our books were small, very life-like reproductions of some creature's internal organs, and we were trying to figure out where to go by interpreting the patterns made by the developing lungs and other stuff.

It's probably not good to ask why I thought this was a fun dream, lol.