Friday, 28 June 2013
5:30 am – 8:00 am
Stanford Dish (Outside Roble Gym; on the shuttle bus; Stanford Dish; on the shuttle bus; outside Roble Gym)
Blog Response by Michelle Lindenblatt
Do Androids Dream of Electric Sheep?
I sit here on the patio of our hotel room, the baby sleeping soundly in the bedroom, and I begin to travel through time, backwards, to yesterday morning. Will I remember it properly? Sleep deprivation makes everything seem hazy, like a dream. Perhaps I was dreaming. It was 5:30 in the morning.
I am in the taxi at 5:15. It is still dark outside, but the sun quietly peeks out in the crevice at the horizon. The taxi driver careens wildly along El Camino Real even though there is no traffic to speak of, telling me he has already been to San Francisco and back that morning. Perhaps he is dreaming, too. I give him an extra $5 as he drops me off outside of Roble Gym.