I woke up feeling weird. In my waking life I don’t think of you nearly as much as I used to. In my dream we were young and had an assignment due. You copied off someone and it was the morning it was due and I was copying off your paper but it wasn’t your writing. We were on a hiking path and it was a long way up. We had been up all night doing something; trying to get something done. We ended up on a golf course and you had to leave to do something. I don’t recall what I did then, but a while later I had to look for something. In my search for something else I opened a door to a small room. You and C were sleeping during the day and you got “caught”. C and I high fived and she was happy and relieved you were caught. I felt bad but not as miserable as I thought I would. I felt my stomach sink when I realized you were going to end up alone. And then I woke up.