Pieces

...but in this 4th night, I remember at least part of what I dreamed - I was with my school class (1-8) in some sort of communist school summer trip. Actually, I was traveling around, gathering bits and pieces of info and artifacts about myself, and I was there just for the ride - this included me leaving the camp, ignoring everyone's warning, to go somewhere near where I knew there was a piece. And there was a religious tone to the dream as well, as I even wrote some religious quote on the school bus when I left that summer camp... can't remember any more, it's all a haze