Since I’ve been back home I’ve been having more vivid dreams for some reason.

Two nights ago I dreamt I was at some Fraternity house here at Auburn and at some meeting or something and there was Jason Belcher, someone I have not thought about since we were both in high school in Auburn. Anyhow, he was the same height as he was in high school but seemed shorter to me and had become SGA President at Auburn. I think it was Chris Compton who was interviewing him for some article and the following day in a slick full color double page spread (in what periodical I am not sure) was the interview which ended up being more of an expose’ including bits that I think Jason had not meant to be published. Some of the asides that were included were sure to bring him down as SGA President and all I could think of was how unfortunate thaht would all be.

It all made me think about one recurring nightmare that starts with me walking along Samford Avenue between the Junior High and High School in Auburn and suddenly I’m either being chased or sweating my ass off and worried. I figured I’d photograph that street from just a few houses down from Eric Harshbarger’s place and of course it didn’t look so ominous. I wonder when I’ll have that dream next…?