Driving recklessly to what was considered to be DVC, a densely forested campus with two-story wood structures, with a passenger beside me whose identity wavered between a college-aged boy and Hen from Hedrick. This passenger was trying to guide me there via Google Maps directions but I kept cutting across lanes and in front of other cars to take the right streets. I had picked up this passenger w the express purpose of getting a hand w directions as I couldn’t both drive and type, and the maps app wasn’t in its usual location on phone. The urgency: I wanted, needed, to arrive on time to school. Not a v interesting dream.