another dream; Late to Vasa's COLOR class

HMM Two vivid dreams in a row? Hmmmm...


It was the first day back at school! But...it didn't really look like campus much at all (even though it was). Rather, it looked like a combination of places from my middle school (which was very, very beautiful) and...probably images of the East Coast or suburban England from tumblr. There was a very folksy-hipster feel to the landscape. SO I think I was chatting with some people up until an hour before class in some grassy hill by a building (looks like side of middle school) when I realized I had to go to class. It was specifically VASA's color class. I started walking back to campus (but instead of usual campus scenery, its England). I pass through an...antique moleskine specialty shop...Where the store was elevated about 4 feet off the ground and had really wide stairs leading up to it. I went inside to pick up art supplies, but they didn't have any so I left and considered taking the bus back to campus. But because of all the times I've attempted to take the bus in this dream world unsuccessfully (I've been fine with taking the campus bus IRL; there was only one failed attempt) I decided to walk back. Buuuut I was really really far away, so I started to run back. The sensation of running and getting really tired was really vivid; I could feel the coppery taste at the back of my dry mouth and the ache in my chest and the cramp in my shoulder from my heavy bag. I ran through old warehouses that were vermilion from the rust (meat packing plants that were abandoned perhaps? I wasn't afraid of running through these warehouses, even though I would have normally been terrified). I finally reached the art building (but it wasn't exactly right...it was only like 3 stories tall instead of 8) and I rannnnn up the stairs to the classroom and then the dream ended.