this was where i'd go when i got dropped off in the mornings. if it was nice out, we'd stand on the sidewalk under a huge, arcing overhang until the bell rang. kids who got dropped off most if not all mornings had their own cliques and spots to stand and sit in. it was very much so a social thing. if it was cold or rainy, stormy, we'd line up along the walls of the main hallway and be shushed constantly. that was miserable and the fate of drop-off mornings during the winter months. the office was right there when you walked into the front doors, this large curved space of wall with big glass doors and windows in a few spots. looking back, it was kind of interesting, architecturally speaking. i feel like school designs are usually so straight and square; a little bit of curve and play with shapes and lines is oddly fun in unexpected institutional spaces.
but i digress. in my dreams, this area is always so empty and creepy. it's not like i have negative memories associated with the space; they're all fine, even the boring mornings of being dropped off in winter and kept quiet and bored against the walls. i liked the principal and the office staff. i generally liked middle school. but for whatever reason, the dreams i have that localize around this area are dismal, gray-tinted or maybe too yellow, cloyingly yellow like yellow cake boxed mixes - a little unnatural. the emptiness is always so jarring because it was always an activity-filled area of the school. the colors and the devoidedness of others are really the only noteworthy recurring things with this setting.