Finding the hall, I walked into the classroom - which was full of obvious intelligent and highly successful people. The teacher welcomed me and asked me where my tuba was.
...and so, the adventure begins...
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June 12, 2015
I had a dream
Today is my formal class Introduction to Blogging for Artists and Writers at Interlochen College of Creative Arts. As a real student, I spent the evening on campus at the Stone Motel. During the night, I had the proverbial dream of walking around trying to find the classroom, losing my "ticket" to the class, loading my purse with candy M&Ms, which I had to move around to find said ticket. I finally, emptied my purse of all these treats to discover my entrance paper.
Finding the hall, I walked into the classroom - which was full of obvious intelligent and highly successful people. The teacher welcomed me and asked me where my tuba was.
...and so, the adventure begins...
Finding the hall, I walked into the classroom - which was full of obvious intelligent and highly successful people. The teacher welcomed me and asked me where my tuba was.
...and so, the adventure begins...
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