regulator

Only some fragments from a dream.

I'm in a large indoor environment that is so big it seems like it outdoors. There is something going on like a political campaign that I am following around. There is a political candidate that looks like Fiorina, I'm not sure what she's running for, but I think it's president.

In one snippet we're riding from one location to another, in a Jeep or something in the back. There is a black bent metal bar on the roof of the Jeep that I'm holding on to (random detail). Part of her platform is to give everyone a free college education. I ask her: what about early education? Why don't we give everyone free early, like elementary school education? (In my dream I didn't realize that IRL we actually have free K-12 education. In the dream apparently that wasn't the case.) I pointed out that that is probably more important than college. She gave a reply but I don't remember it.

In another scene, I was lecturing students in logic, and was teaching proofs to college students. Somehow this was part of the same scene as the previous political campaign thing. I was a bit early for class. I had some examples I wanted to work through, a sheet of paper that had 4 problems on it I wanted to work on a blackboard. It was a large lecture hall, but it was sort of dark, and had a kind of dark brown color scheme.

I started doing proofs on the board. The first one was an easy conditional proof. It was a pretty easy one. I remembered looking for the big chalk to do the proof.

A third scene was a small reception. There were some desserts that were being given out. They were on a table. They were like pastries, and you had to smear a berry topping on it, and then there was a cream topping you had to put over that. When I went to put on the berry topping, there were a couple of people waiting behind me and there wasn't a whole lot of the topping left. As I was trying to put it on my pastry with a spoon, it was sticking to the spoon and not coming off very well. So I kind of pushed a glob of it off the spoon with the thumb knuckle of my other hand, trying to do it so that the people behind me wouldn't see that I basically was touching the topping with my fingers.

There was a young girl who was hanging out near the dessert table. She was like 7 years old. I'm not sure if she was the candidate's daughter or what. As I sat down in a recliner to eat the pastry, she came over to the side of me, and started rubbing the side of my neck like it was a massage. She was pushing her fists into the side of my neck. I leaned my head sideways in the opposite direction to stretch out the muscles on that side of my neck as she was rubbing them. It's similar to something my chiropractor does to stretch out my neck muscles before an adjustment. [end]