Hog-what?

Last night I dreamt about being in art school and it wasn't just any art school. It felt that it was Hogwarts. Maybe because when we were ushered in into the room where we were going to the stay the place looked like a white cube (a gallery) and suddenly our beds appeared raised from the floor and so did these slats that served as room divisions. The sheets and pillows were made of wool which I thought was both odd and quite amusing (thinking it was Joseph Beuys). I didn't go to school with wizards and witches but typical art school kids, weirdos non the less. To make it more bizarre my roomies where having an art argument before bed that seemed like a matter of life and death. Christ.

School starts in less than 3 weeks.