#dreamjournal had a dream I was in some kind of British private school on a small cliff by the sea. I don't remember much except that I was trying to avoid some teachers by hiding in a club room where I found a different teacher who wanted to teach me clay pigeon shooting. As he spoke he chalked his rifle like it was a pool cue. The other teachers found me and laughed at me from the other side of the clubroom. I got the impression there was some other more "serious" sport I was supposed to be pursuing instead. I ran outside and kept running until the cliff tapered out to a sandy bank that could be easily descended. At the bottom of the bank was a shallow stream cutting inland where reeds were growing in spite of the apparent salinity. I hid in the water among the reeds until I woke up.