I remember snippets of various dreams, or it could have been one long dream. I was in Ann Arbor and considering a game of golf. There were people hitting golf balls at targets, sort of like shooting hoops for prizes at a carnival. There was a scaled down hole on someone's lawn that I was going to play. Then I was with my friend Dave S's brother Scotty and I wanted to get Dave's phone number so we could discuss best methods for staying sober. Then we took a bus to some dorms and were trying to figure out what rooms the women had and which ones the men were assigned to. Or if co-ed was an option.
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