dream # a093f in fragments

[gonowherefast]

We were in a class, a group of 6-not the trouble children but the troubled children? The weird ones, the outcasts, a Secret History-like setting. 4 girls, 2 boys? (My sister was there, periodically? Certainly not.) The thing was, I don't think we had a teacher. Or, at most, only intermittently.

What did we talk about?

Mostly, we were curious about

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[gonowherefast]

A new night:

Summer, sunny. In the middle of the afternoon, we sneak out of the house via a window. A second story window, that is. She--Sarah?---went first, I tiptoed after. I was uncertain of it, scared and nervous...and then there was the glorious feeling of swinging from the window frame on to the balcony nearby, hanging from the wooden handrails, climbing my way down.

I swung through air, and my fear fell away. I could only feel the wood underneath my fingers, the strength in my arms. Smooth landing.

We got away.