Thursday, June 2, 1994
Last Day
I dreamt last night that it was the last day of school again. I asked Joel when he was going to move, and I couldn't understand what he said. Then I was watching the news and I saw Wylong Joy playing basketball with some other boys. He looked so sober and serious. Then I realized that he was at that boys' ranch. Poor Wylon. Next I was like in a Spanish opera, but I woke up before it was to the second act.
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