I dreamt that my family went to Maine (I think?) and on the way home my dad decided to detour through NYC. Where he'd set up an interview for me at some posh school to teach. It was snowing and there were leather couches - inside, not in the snow. And the guy interviewing me said I needed to decide my direction in life and commit.
Then I grabbed smaller, presumably to find an apartment, and we ate chocolate chip cookies (warm).
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Date: 2007-03-22 08:05 pm (UTC)Then I grabbed smaller, presumably to find an apartment, and we ate chocolate chip cookies (warm).