Taking an IQ test with a bunch of others. Get distracted, finish and chat with the teacher (Janet G) about the essay questions and stuff. We’re going through the old school stuff and she gives me what’s in her files. She wonders why I didn’t get into sculpture-says I’m crazy about science. I didn’t have much school souvenirs because I culled them ruthlessly. Find an old camera with film in it. Go through folders and put my address on one (30700) for her.
My exciting life, this place