i think i just had a back to school nightmare - a sign that my brain is gearing up into a hyperactive state, knowing, that in just days, it will have to think, (on its own!) again. in real life, i read the paper front to back this morning, and there was an article about how the brain requires emotion in order to make sound decisions, and the corollary, that reason breeds insanity. in my dream, which was had mid-afternoon, and perhaps was nightmarish because of the insane quantities of bread (brioche, panini, cheese bun) i had just before slumbering, i had to talk to the president of the university while in line for a buffet at a welcome luncheon, and he asked me whether i had read that particular article, and i said yes indeed, and we discussed it, and i even quoted entire passages from it. after that, my dream became entirely nonacademic, and became a spiralling story of love and dramatic chases around campus with a very wonderland-feel. not with the president, of course (hmm, why not?) but some faceless undergrad. perhaps it is a promise of things to come HAHA.