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I had an entertaining dream last night where I was absently observing a thread, I think - though it might have been a chat - about the various schools downers have attended.
This wouldn't really have caught my eye had people not started talking about how Kath loves her grad school, mine, and goes for hikes in the woods outside the city all the time.
I obviously reacted with jaw-dropped incredulity: the college is small. I know many of the students, if not personally than by sight. I know most of the faculty, and much of the staff. It will be strange in a week and a half when a horde of new freshmen arrive for orientation and I know none of them. And yes the graduate program runs on its own set of tracks, but still, I reasoned to Brinniel, surely I would have known if Kath was attending my school and living in my [very small] city. Surely she might have mentioned to me that she intended to come here? And how could I not have known that she'd been living less than a block away from me for months now?
Brinniel failed to console my tremendous oversight, and I mentioned something about Lhuna and Johns Hopkins, and then my dream changed into some weird sing-along in the library which involved a bunch of people I haven't talked to in years and a Santa Claus puppet, and all else was unrelated to the Downs...
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