Last night I didn’t get to bed until about 1 or so, Ankush and Bikram came over to my room and I gave them a tour of the pictures on my computer. I wish I had taken pictures of simple things like my room and my piano etc., but pictures from my graduation and trips to Mexico and Costa Rica will have to suffice for a representation of my friends, past life etc. Plus there are many pictures on facebook. Anyway I also ended up giving them my iPod for some time, they both were interested in my taste in music and additionally were amazed at the touch capabilities of the device. Remember the pictures I mentioned on facebook? Yeah, my dreams were full of my friends and parents that night. Vividly. I couldn’t be more sure that I had actually returned home; I remember feeling really disappointed however that I had been taken away from India so quickly. I suppose that’s with good reason, I mean I do have like 4 months left at least. Although I was happy to see my friends and family again, I was equally upset that I hadn’t gotten more time to spend with the friends I’ve made here; I guess this sentiment was a tribute to living each day to its fullest.

Anyway whomever I was talking to in my dream I remember got this concerned look on his face and pointed toward my right hand. I looked down too in a pseudo consciousness but was soon awakened fully by a crawling feeling. It felt like a gecko or something creeping up my hand, and as soon as I sat up, it jumped onto the wall. The dark…creature scurried up the wall and ran around on top of my bed banister. By the time I had turned the light on, it had hid, and I figured it would be ok to head back to bed. It was 2 o’clock and I had yoga in 4 hours. My vivid dreams were once again interrupted, but this time more rudely; I heard/felt it scurrying first across my chest, then felt something like claws on my left hand. Now I was freaked. I flung my hand to the side and the creature flew across the room. I immediately threw the lights on and began moving all my furniture away from the walls and putting all the stuff on the floor into the closet. Jonas next door woke up and came over to see what all the noise was about. I was hoping that this creature would have no place to hide; I was also hoping that I wouldn’t get bit…Jesse had gotten bit by a rat earlier and had to get a series of rabies shots. Geckos don’t have claws so there was at least a possibility that this wasn’t a lizard but a more disconcerning rodent.

I opened the door to try to give it an escape route if it chose. Even though I searched everywhere high and low many times, I couldn’t see it nor hear it, and after killing the mosquitoes that had wondered in, climbed back into bed with my flashlight in one hand and the sheets covering me from head to toe. After about 15 mintues, there was the scurrying again. I threw off the covers, shouting, and jumped up as quickly as I could, flicking on the flashlight and pointing it at the ground, poised like some kind of hunter. I saw something approach the door and scurry underneath the frame and responded immediately by shoving my mosquito net at the base of the door. I was half tempted to peek out and see if I could spot it (I hadn’t gotten a good gander at it yet) but decided against it at the prospect of letting it slip back in. Whatever it was, it sure did cause a dent in my sleep, I had spent so much time searching for it and now my room was totally rearranged and in disorder. Where it was hiding I’m not sure; evidently my foe for the evening ended up being more cunning than I.