I had a very strange dream. I was gathering lint.
I was on my hands and knees, on a carpeted floor (itself rather alien, given how rare carpeted floors are, here in Korea), picking up little bits of lint. Once I'd gathered a small handful, I'd stuff it into a plastic "Family Mart" (convenience store chain, here) bag. Then I'd get down and get more lint.
I wasn't the only one doing this, in the dream. I had students and friends helping me. There was a lot of lint to be gathered.
That was the whole dream. It was stunningly vivid. And utterly pointless.
OK. What the hell does a dream like that mean?
Your dream is strikingly familiar to me. I can relate to crawling around on the carpet picking up little pieces of lint, because I do this in real life every day, trying to keep baby Theo from eating the stuff. I know that your work keeps you pretty busy, but if you could send some of your students from your dream to my house, that would be great.
As to what your dream means, I can’t say, but I’ll be happy to save you some lint for the next time you visit.