I was entering a classroom and there was one spot left in a row of tables and chairs. It was a large classroom, brightly lit. The teacher was energetic and engaging. I sit down in the last seat available and listen to the teacher. There is a woman/girl sitting next to me or across from me and we start having a conversation, short because the teacher is starting his lecture. We talk about my history and I hear myself say I have two degrees, one degree in Computer Science and it’s a bachelor’s degree, the second degree is Teacher and it’s also a bachelor’s degree. The woman is amazed that I am back at school and still learning.

The conversation is interrupted by the teacher pulling down a picture of a fish that is skinned and raw. It is pulled down from the ceiling like a screen is pulled down for a projector. “This is tilapia, and most people will not eat fish raw” says the teacher, “However it can be eaten and is often eaten raw by some.” The teacher then proceeds to make 3 cuts in the fish on the screen and I realize the fish is real. The 3 cuts are circular cuts starting in the center with each cut surrounding the one before. The teacher takes a hold of the inner cut and pulls it off and I see 3 layers into the fish. The gray outer layer, thin and striated like meat, a pink thick middle layer that I think is also meat and a bloody red inner layer, thick like the middle layer but smaller due to the way the meat was cut. The cut was like a cone where the outer layer was the base of the cone and the inner most layer the peak.

The teacher places the meat on a plate as everyone in the room groans and says “Eww” and “Gross” for at first it does look gross and unappealing, but some take a nibble and some take a bite. I pull off a chunk and it’s large and I eat a nibble, finding it good I put the entire chunk in my mouth and start chewing. And the fish IS good, the fish IS VERY good.

The teacher then starts asking the students questions and answers come from a few and my mouth is full so I do not answer even though I know the answers. He then asks “Where is your liver Dan?” And my mouth is full so I can’t respond but I point to my left side near the bottom of my rib cage and make a circular motion there in response. “That is correct” said the teacher. (This doesn’t make sense to me now because I know my liver is somewhere else.)

Then I find that what I’m eating is a chocolate bar and it is also filling my mouth and there is more in my hand and I can’t respond and the Teacher is like a game show host because the feeling of the room is now one of being in a game show. A prize, the teacher hands me a prize, another Ice cream bar and it is vanilla, white and large and I hold it with two fingers because my mouth is still full and my other hand is also full and I don’t know what to do with it. And someone hands me a bowl and I put the ice cream bar in the bowl before it drips on the floor or I lose any of it.

As I dreamed this I remember thinking to myself, this is a Dream and I need to remember it.

And I wake up. Its 1:30 AM. I fall back asleep and dream again. I had a second dream, but I cannot remember it. I do remember that I again told myself to remember the first dream; I remember telling myself that while I dreamed the second dream, inside the second dream. I wake up at 4:30 and come out and write this.