Well. I went to work yesterday scheduled to have three classes. I went to my first class and found no students there. A woman (co-worker) suggested that I wait in the classroom. A half-hour later there were still no students. I went to the teachers' room. Mr. Kwon was there, and told me that there was a nationwide test for all subjects for all middle school students. I began to hope that the rest of my scheduled students would cut, too. This hope was fulfilled for my second class: there was only one student there, but he looked so unhappy at the prospect of private tutelage under my hand that Mr. Kwon told me to skip class and let him go home. I studied Korean for that class period. The third class had six students; enough to teach. So I tried to teach them -- mostly to no avail. I let them go a few minutes early. So much for a day of classes.
I got home and watched a shitty movie with Duke, and then found a letter which [mom's friend] had sent me. Trouble reading her handwriting, but it was good to receive mail anyway. I read some (I couldn't try the Lotus position because my left knee hurt too much) and went to sleep.
I had a particularly vivid dream this morning -- to the point that I'm a little bit tempted to calls it a vision (too much Crowley you might say). In this dream was a woman. Tall, skinny, blonde. Lithe. I thought she was [redacted], but the more I try to reconcile [redacted]'s image with her, the less I succeed in remembering the dream. Anyway, I drank Brandy with her father and brothers and we went out (presumably on the town) and met a bunch of people. Then we returned (or, at least, she did, I was to meet her later though I was able to see her activities during this time) where she lived -- almost a palace. She entertained many men, without in any way arousing my jealousy, until I arrived. Then all I can remember is love. This is not the possessive love that we are conditioned to believe is the highest good. It transcended form, it transcended any kind of discrimination. The woman in this dream was woman and I was the equal opposite. The dream dissolved in light. The end.
Today I got up. Mailed some letters and bought some ginseng tea. One box for us at my house, and a box to send to [redacted]. Now I'm at work. More later.