In Dreams Begin Impossibilities

I have been having strange dreams, ones that verge on the sensible, except for one or two details that are off, e.g., I am not wearing pants.

The night after the explosion, I had a dream about being in a class with a notoriously tough professor. He gave us a five-minute break in the middle to get something to eat. I looked very hard, but could only find some very sticky gummy candy and was a bit late getting back. He called on me, cold, but I was still chewing, so I asked (how?) him to please pass over me and call on me in a minute.

Uncharacteristically, he did so. A minute later, he came back to me and started asking me questions about "indivisible planetary hagues."