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Running copies, and parachute lessons.
So, I'm in this office or library and I'm making photocopies from this strange old book. It's like an encyclopedia or something. The pages I'm supposed to copy are a table of integrals - how do you like that, even my dreams are geeky - and they're flagged with post-its.
Next scene: I'm in some kind of military school, apparently it's a jump school because I'm getting ready to go up the stairs to a simulator for parachute training. The room is called to attention as an officer walks in; just then, I wake up.
Next scene: I'm in some kind of military school, apparently it's a jump school because I'm getting ready to go up the stairs to a simulator for parachute training. The room is called to attention as an officer walks in; just then, I wake up.