from a fibre space instructor who shall remain nameless….

Last night I had an incredibly bizarre dream starring you and the staff of Fibre Space.

You came to my house and kidnapped me. Like a real kidnapping…bag over the head, ropes around my feet and hands and drove me to Rock Creek Park. I was fairly certain you were going to kill me.
Instead you said you brought me there “just to hang out and chat and knit.”
After about 24 hours of me being completely sure you were going to murder me, you drove us both to Fibre Space.
The bridal place next door was going to close and you had bought the space. You were going to expand that into a super duper classroom.
Then the place on the other side of you closed down and you wanted me to go negotiate with the people who have their staircase next to the classroom and try to get them to build an escalator from the street into their front window so you could knock down the staircase to make room for a huge stockroom.
There was this creepy lady who was walking around your store measuring everything and Lesley told me you decided Fiber Space wasn’t what you really wanted to be doing-you wanted to open a Vespa dealership and you were selling it to her. You had agreed to stay on during all the renovations to make sure she kept the proper aesthetic.
I tried to help but Veronica made me go sit outside after telling me I’m annoying because she had to handwrite my class list yesterday (which was actually true-the handwriting of the class list) and there were dozens of peacocks wandering around Fayette. Kel told me to capture 1 or 2 for a window display and think about ways to felt them.
I couldn’t get the staircase people to agree to the escalator and you got furious at me and threw the crocheted coral reef at me and told me to leave.

Odd.