As I lay in my bed, still half-asleep, not quite conscious yet, half-descending into another dream, I wondered to myself who my band director was.  I knew that it couldn't possibly be K, because I had already graduated from Fremont, but I guess because I had been dreaming about marching band again, I just assumed that I was still in it.  It took me a minute to realize that I wasn't in school anymore, wasn't in band at all anymore, and now I'm in Decadance instead.