A Dream of Gegit...

I have no idea what this means:

I am walking to class at Maine Maritime Academy (my alma mater). Gegit is walking next to me.

I am in my khaki uniform and peacoat, Gegit is wearing jeans and a long-sleeved shirt. I think it's green, I don't remember for sure.

Her hair is very red (natural, but as a detail it stands out more than usual).

It's grey and almost rainy out.

We stop in the dorms (I didn't live in the dorms when I went to MMA, heck, I didn't even know Gegit then!) and walk to my room. I know it's my room because I have the key.

I give Gegit a textbook on diesel engines and put her in a large drawer. She gives me a kiss on the lips and I close the drawer.

She is quietly reading the textbook.

I walk to class. I'm not late, but I'm the last one in. I take off my peacoat and put it on the back of my chair, then sit down.

The teacher is Chief Young, a teacher I like
very much (and, now that I've graduated, a good friend; he taught my diesels class and my offshore technology class, both of which are very relevant to my present employment).

After a short lecture that I don't remember, we get to work on a number of diesel engines. It is very much like work here, and I am exhausted and filthy by the end of class.

I am about to go back to my room after class...
Then I woke up to some noises on the ship and couldn't get back to sleep.

If I'd slept with Gegit, I'd know what the dream was about, but this is just too odd for me to figure out by myself.