I recently had a dream about one of my professors, not THAT kind of dream. I was actually myself in this dream (first person), which is typical when they are psychic dreams, usually I am an invisible third person omniscient character watching everything.
He was wearing a light blue polo shirt (that I have seen him wear to class before) and his usual Docksiders. He called me and told me to meet him this place about 30 minutes from where I live. I already thought this was odd because I don't give out my cell phone number to professors unless it's an emergency and class-related. So I get there and he breaks down in tears and tells me his wife left him and took their two daughters to another state or some other place I couldn't exactly hear through the crying. Then I talked to him and tried to get him to calm down, he attacked me with a big hug of the "non-professional" manner, more like how best friends hug. Then we got take-out from a restaurant that I like and talked about my major.
My first thought while waking up was "What the heck?!" and then "If they are having problems why would he tell me?"
That dream was only the beginning... I get to class that night with that professor and I arrived late (as usual), but he immediately came up and talked to me about how he got my e-mail (about me being sick and missing 2 classes in a row, needing notes, etc) he said I could take the test the following week if I wanted to. However, I already drove 40 minutes out there in the first place, it was too late to turn back. But while he was talking to me, he looked like something was troubling him, you know, the eyes were kind of sad. I was the second person to finish the test and when I left the classroom and went down the hall, I found him sitting alone on a couch. I pondered whether or not I should say anything for a brief second until my cell phone rang.
I never said anything or even looked at him as I passed by. I didn't know what was worse; him thinking I was crazy or telling me he and his wife had a fight earlier.
What do you think it means? Did I do the right thing by just leaving? Any insight is appreciated. This whole incident is starting to gnaw at my brain.