Last night I dreamt I was touring North Korea. Why North Korea? I didn't read yesterday about some American fool getting himself arrested in Pyongyang trying to steal a revolutionary banner, no that was this morning, but then, North Korea is in the news just about every day, isn't it.
Well, it was a pleasant tour. We were of course accompanied by government minders, yet no one was arrested, hassled or deported. The city was modern, safe and clean, unlike the cities around these parts, and the people appeared well dressed and happy.
Later last night, presumably after a bathroom break, I dreamt that I had to take a written exam, the subject of which I don't recall now, but it had to be natural sciences, my perennial weakness, because I was sweating, nervous and frightened. I ran home to retrieve a cheat sheet, did not make it there in time, and was returning to the classroom in a city bus, terrified of what would happen in the examination hall. I'd be late and would not be able to choose a seat near someone who'd be willing to surreptitiously help me with the exam questions. A disaster awaiting. North Korea was definitely nicer.
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