I had a dream.

I awoke this morning to a memory of a dream.  You analyze and tell me what it means.  It is short.
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It is the first day of going to college.  My brother Jim and I are assigned to a dorm.   (incidently, my freshman Year Jim and I lived together in Gordon Hall @ Tech - I want to say it was room 229 - but fuzzy on the number.  It was good we lived together in that room.  Other adventures should wait for another blog)
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Our dorm was a trailer, not one of those trailer houses, but one of those big 53 ft things that you pull behind a semi-truck.   Those things are big for sure...about 8 ft wide or so.  Our beds were lined down one side of the trailer with a pathway down the right side.  There were many beds down the side of that trailer - we were not alone.
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There was no bathroom.
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At the front of the trailer was a bar for hanging clothes.  Each person had one hanger.  The hangers were numbered.  Jim  and I had the first two beds by the doors...yes, the thing had two big doors that swung out.  We had a metal rod with a hook on the end that we used to snare the door and pull it closed, latching from the inside.
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Here is the great part.  All of the rest of the residents in that trailer were girls.  They didn't mind that we slept at the front door.  We didn't even talk to them.  They were all crammed together and were jabbering up a storm.  Didn't bother us at all - didn't even pay attention to them really.
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I had been assigned (by who knows) to find a bed for this one girl, who just happened to be one of my ex-students.  That in itself was interesting since I was just starting college and had no ex-students.  I won't say her name, but she and I had very little social contact at all when she was in school - she certainly was not an attractive young lady for me to bring up in a dream.  But there she was.  
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Her friend (a female) and she had to go to the Administrative Bldg. while I found a place for her.  I found hanger #21 was empty and put her name on it.  She was fixed.  When she returned, I told her that hanger #21 was hers and to look for that bed.  The friend suggested that she come over to her trailer since they had more room.  Nope, #21 stayed with our bunch.
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Three bells rang out - rings out, like school bells ring -  rinnnnng riiinnnnng rinnnng.  Jim said that was the signal to close the door or we would be in trouble.  We started pulling the doors closed and locked them down.  I looked up and saw a 3rd door which pulled down to close off the doors.
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By this time the girls were all parked on their own beds holding their smart phones, texting.  That was quite a sight.
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Drama:  before we could get the top door pulled down and closed.....
That's right, my little Greta sleeping beside my bed, stood and shook - her morning shake and rattle.   It woke me and I have nothing else to report of my first night in the college dorm trailer.
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Interesting as I think about it -- Nobody complained about no bath room or only having one hanger or we two guys sleeping by the door  or anything else.  I wonder what we did for breakfast the next morning.  Did some girl get up in the middle of the night to go to the restroom having us open the outside door setting off an alarm?   I know for sure that I had to get up in the middle of the night.  No wait.  It was a dream.  I don't know that for sure.  I know nothing for sure.
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And, good morning to you all on this lovely Wed. morning.
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