Dream

Last night I had a dream I was back in college, giving a tour, and somehow got so sidetracked I lost track of time (it was 6:30 pm) and needed to finish the tour in 15 minutes or shorten it. I don't remember the rest of it except that the people on the tour had left and I was alone in a building that looked like a mix between the library and Dyson, which seemed like a post-furturistic ruins. The last thing I remember was an earthquake and trying to jump an opening in the wall (the building fell over sideways or became cracked) with one of my older housemates.