I dreamed a dream . . .

Last night I dreamed that I was back at Smith. Only, Smith may have been in Spain. I don't really remember.

Also, on the bus yesterday, my iPod's shuffle theme seemed to be Songs That Remind Me of My Friends. So I'm having lots of fun here, but missing all of you folks.

And to reassure you, just because I'm in Spain

Doesn't mean that Jaclyn has forgotten her correspondence.

( So, letters under the cut. )