tahiti… how unfair

I had a very strange bad dream a couple of nights ago. It involved an observation platform, a buffalo nickel, orange jello, and a bad attitude.

Last night I fell asleep early, and when Doc came and lay down next to me to tell me goodnight, I was so deep into sleep that I had no idea who I was, or who he was, and I panicked… but I was still mostly asleep so I couldn’t move. It was probably only a few seconds but it seemed like an eternity until I could move or speak, and I was so confused that I distinctly remember saying “Mom?” It was simply what came out of my mouth, and as I said it I realized that it made no sense. Right at that moment I woke up enough to realize what was going on and immediately calmed down. But I don’t remember ever being that disoriented before.

I haven’t been sleeping very well lately. Maybe that’s related.

So today I heard from my friend Clint Shepherd from college. I came across his e-mail address on a public directory and decided to write him a few days ago, thinking that it may very well not even be a valid address anymore. But lo and behold, he got my letter and wrote me back! He is one of the sweetest people I’ve ever met — so genuinely nice. He makes you feel like you’re his best friend, even if you’ve only just met. I feel sad that we lost touch. He was supposed to go to New York City with me and Ian right after we graduated, but that didn’t work out somehow and we just lost each other. He has lived in Italy, Hawaii, and now Tahiti — and god only knows how many other places inbetween!! Not that I’m jealous or anything… 🙂

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  1. Hi — yes, I went to AC. My last name at the time was McCormack… who are you? The email I have for Clint is a hotmail account. I’ll be happy to forward your address on to him if you like!

  2. Clint!
    He knows everyone. I just read the most recent copy of the Austin College magazine and was so surprised when I saw the article on him and his new job in Tahiti. I want to contact him too!
    I graduted from AC in 99, but met him during on e of the foreign langauge weekends and then again in Houston while he was working on his masters/teaching.
    Help me contact him too…I hate losing touch, but it makes things like this so much more exciting!
    I’m tempted to call the hotel.

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