are you hiding in the trees?
OK so I had a strange dream this morning. I was teaching at Austin High but my class was basically in a giant treehouse. While there, I remember there were many other teachers with me. Then one day I was suddenly not working there anymore but I stuck around. Then one of the teachers explained that the previous teacher had died. That would have been my theater teacher from high school. Then I woke up. And that was pretty much the end.