I could not work out using anyone’s chain, and did like Karl and just took my front wheel. Then, I hid my bike under a wooden platform, and worried.
Then, as everyone filtered inside, I realized it was not my school. How would I coordinate classwork? Surely there must be a way, but the bell rang. There is no time for any coordination.
But wait. I’m not in school anymore. I step inside, and time accelerates. Everyone is congregating inside to leave.
I ask Karl why he’s even there, and it’s for the girls. This seems to be HS and university mixed. While the implication is not gross / underage, it’s still early 20s not comfortable to me.
In the dream, there were not really any females. There were a few guys, and then non-descript students.
Someone asks, and I explain why I wasn’t in class… “I’ll be 40 in October, I’m not in school anymore.”
Karl tells the others, “you guys don’t want to know how old I am.”
I ask quietly, “you’ll be 49 this year, right?”
He non-verbally affirms, not really wanting to accept it.
I find Connor’s Engi game pack, but am having a hard time getting his attention to give it to him.
The dream fades into beeps, as the 6:30am iPhone Radar sound goes off...