(idea) by Lometa Sat Apr 14 2001 at 16:04:34

Going back in three dreams to visit the college where I graduated. Unrecognized by Doc Wimmer and Doc Hunter (only I affectionately called him Duck Hunter ) they had remodeled the labs into three sections shaded with mahogany smoked woods. Beautiful I thought and went out to have lunch on the new balcony. Class started and the teacher was up to tricks. His handout was a complicated picture of different pathways through the human anatomy of the brain. He read and lectured while the rest of the students pretended to read the picture on the handout understanding every word. Finding his real lecture notes.....scribbling down his every word frustrated that I would never remember. Unable to answer any question completely, the answers I gave only raised a whole new set of questions, which lead to more problems, some of which I didn't know were problems and I was as confused as ever, ashamed, I told the class...
I'm confused on a higher level, and about more important things.

I like it!