Barrow-Down Dreams

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It was a brief moment in a weird dream (aren't they all?) that ended somewhere where I was trying to figure out whether I had a project due (in college), what classroom I was supposed to be in, if there were anything due for that class that I was going to be late for, and what day was it anyway. This, of course, was the start of the old anxiety dream that would happen when I actually was in college, but since then the rational mind has prepared an antidote, like when was the last time I actually had no idea what day it was (except when I am initially waking up), what were the chances I would not have some schedule written down, and was I ever that forgetful that I'd forget a critical assignment?

But anyway, as I scurried to my next location, which I wasn't sure of but followed the crowd hoping that I was in the same class as they were in, I happened to glance sideways at an entranceway ornately adored with woodwork and glass, and above there were the the words, "the Tolkienization of..."

Of what? I guess I'll never know as I was pushed along with the crowd, and so never got more than a glimpse. I did see some books displayed within the glass cases, and this entranceway seemed to be the door to an entire museum, but...I wanted to go back and take a picture, as I thought, "Won't this make a great post for the Downs?"

Maybe next time.