I don't know you that well. I don't know if I'll ever really get a chance to know you. But you were just in one of my dreams again. I think that means something.
You were teaching a group of us. Then tutoring us afterwards. You were flittering around the room as I did my best to read and understand your notebook better. The students across from my asked how old I was, I was embarrassed to answer them. And when I did, then gave me a clear look of understand that seemed to say, "Oh you are just hear to get to know that person."
I feel like I'm terribly obvious about all this. I have a feeling there is a lot you could teach me.