Sueños

I dreamed in Spanish last night. I've done it before, but last night was the first time for this particular stint in el estado español. It's kind of a big deal to dream in a language you don't speak fluently. But in this particular dream, although I don't remember the details very well, I know I was the one doing most of the talking, and doing it in my usual slow stuttery gringo-y way. I do that all the time when I'm awake, and it's definitely not a big deal. I woke up feeling all inadequate.

Speaking of feeling inadequate, my class today was largely uneventful, which is about as good as it's going to get I think. At least the expectations of the students seem to be similarly low.