Nap before a class on a bench in the breeze way good.
Nap during class on a bench in the breeze way not good.
Not sure what the reason for celebration had been we find our hero recharging his hero strength and heavy head on a bench in the breeze way...
"Good morning Sir!!!:) and how are we today?", Dr. Something-or-other-class on Wednesday AM-ish says with a smile that cries out I wish I were you again.
Just running a little late this morning.
"No worries." , he says with a grin.
No worries? Really?????
He must not have had the same dream I had.
Not the one with the Ghandi playing monopoly with Sally Strothers , but the one where hundreds were trapped and shipped far from home. No charges were levied, no Miranda Rights were read. Captured and crying out for justice on some diesel excuse for a ship heading to their new home. Each looked at the other and could only come up with one answer to their collective dilemma. Because we are pink and a little different a dollar can be made with our exposition.
Is there a chance of parole?
Time off for good behavior?
So many questions felt like too much...
Time for a snack.
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