I enter a classroom. My feet are tied together so that I can only walk in tiny steps, but I make my way in and take a seat on the left side of the classroom, facing toward the middle instead of the front.

I think it's a Spanish class. I'm really far behind; I haven't been to class in months due to the deaths of Scott and Gramma. It seems like a good reason, but maybe I didn't do the right paperwork. Anyway it was just a recreational class, maybe I forgot to take an Audit or something.