stupid cupcakes

First dream:

I was sitting in the back row of a classroom next to a girl who sat against the wall. We were taking notes, writing things, I was writing a sentence about cupcakes, about stupid cupcakes and going over the funniness of it how cupcakes cannot be stupid… (wait… I recall more about my dream)… suddenly this big young man in a black jacket with a black face walks over, squeezes his big body into the gap in front of our desk, I looked up, and I said a sentence that goes something like, “Suddenly I was swept by a sudden darkness (something nonsensical),” and then he says to the girl next to me, “Let’s have cupcakes after school,” then she says, “But it’s best friend day!” then I said to the girl, “Is that like a movie?” Then somebody from the front row turns around to acknowledge how I made a ‘good one’ which I don’t understand. I woke up and my alarm clocked showed 6:39am

Second dream:

I could have gotten up for I was quite awake but I fell back in bed and tried to analyze my dream and in the process of analyzing this dream I had a second dream. This one is not as vivid. I was teaching in a classroom, or it could have been a lecture hall, and we were discussing a short story, or possibly a movie, where the characters are shooting arrows at each other. I discuss the significance and symbolism of their arrow shooting, then I asked the class to turn to the story called, “Lily”. Then I woke up. My alarm clocked showed 9:39am. I had slept for ten hours.

The first dream left me with an indescribably good feeling. I gave me a picture of clear blue skies and cottony clouds and fields with cattle like some dairy product commercial.

Yesterday, I attended a school staff meeting where they talked on and on about recycling. At night I taught a grade six class. Later tonight I have a test on Joyce’s Dubliners.