I was in class in college. Suddenly everybody started dancing. I was forced to follow along but I hate dancing. When class was over I walked back to my desk to pick up my textbook. Somebody from the next class had already sat down at the desk putting his books on top of mine. I picked a book thinking it was mine. The title was Engineering. That was the class I should be in.
I walked across the campus to my car. Walking became harder and harder and I had no idea where I was going. I struggled to take each step.
There was a guy running around. He looked familiar. He was trying to get people to give him $7.00 to invest in a new motorized bicycle invention. He handed me a flyer and I opened it and looked at the diagrams. It was interesting but I didn’t want to give him $7.00. Still, he was someone who knew me by name so I couldn’t say no.