I think it was a stress dream. I was in the Northeast Bay Area region looking for & asking directions to a college, either to enroll, get my grades or take a test. I’m not sure which one–maybe all three? Time was of the essence. I needed to get there…I was on the highway.

I was also on the phone with Michael Savage for a short time talking to him (I can’t remember which came first, the phone call or the search for the school). I don’t recall what we spoke about other than I thought that God might be triangulating him…

Why did I post this here? Because I did. What does it mean? I don’t know…

Have a nice day!