where am i going?

Screen shot 2014-09-27 at 8.17.50 AM I keep having this dream.

I'm going back to college.

It usually involves three of my friends from around the time of my college life, but they are not consistent from dream to dream. Last night, I was accompanied by William (my close friend from college), Lucas (an acquaintance from high school), and Sarah (my grad school best girl and Maid of Honor). I am my current age. We are living in the dorms, usually in a suite of the four of us. Four random adults in their mid-thirties among a sea of college kids.

It is the first day of class at an unfamiliar school. My backpack is packed. We stop at a coffee shop between the dorm and the classroom buildings. They all have class earlier than mine. I drop them off at class. Settle in at a table outside. Take a long, slow drink of my latte. Pull out my schedule. And I realize that it doesn't list locations for my classes. I have days and times, but no locations. No big deal, I'll check the website. But I go to the website and it says something like, "This information has expired."

In other words, I should know where I'm going by now.

I feel lost. Frustrated with myself. And a little scared. I'm sitting on at uncomfortable metal table. I've got my school supplies ready. I want to learn. I have all of this information right at my fingertips and I have no idea where I'm supposed to go.

I wave down a friendly stranger. I ask if he/she knows where my first class is held. The person always does, and I am always led on an adventure.

Last night, my helper was a young lady. Petite, platinum blonde, artist type. Her vibe felt very similar to Retta. Yes, she knew where that class was and -hooray!- she was in it, so she would take me. But we had to get on a bus. And -look!- there it is. I second guess. I ask if she is sure. She smiles, beckons me with a smile, and we board the bus.

We didn't have a lot of time to chat, though, because this bus became a non-frightening version of the boat ride in the original Willy Wonka. Even though it was daylight, we drove through a neon-light casino area. We went around and around a skinny mountain-climbing gravel road. We drove through an up-and-coming section of town and my helper pointed out a few restaurants I needed to try. We drove though an area that I frequently run in my dreams - a two lane, hilly, tree-lined country road. And then we pulled back up at campus, exactly where we started.

And we walked into a classroom building beside the table where I was originally sitting. With plenty of time to spare.

The details are often different. But the result is the same.

I wake up comforted.

It is okay to not know where I'm going.

I get to ask for help.

I get to go on an adventure.

And I will be exactly where I need to be when I need to be there.

What a way to wake up on a Saturday morning. Have a lovely weekend, friends.