Open Sesame?
There's a place, just down the street, round the corner, 12 blocks east, stop, wait three minutes, walk south two blocks, stop, turn three times, tap on the building to your immediate right, a soft tapping, not too soft though. Tap three times. Then enter.
It's a place that doesn't allow your body to enter, only your mind. In there, your mind can do and achieve what it pleases. Minds gather there, and discuss topics to incredible detail, accomplish the unaccomplishable, and push boundaries past their limit.
There's another place, north 3 blocks, west 7 blocks, down a staircase, not the entire way down, only go three steps...no, four. Okay stop there. Now, back up two. Jump the rest of the way down. Look up. Open the door that is above you. Now you've entered the dream realm. Here nothing makes sense. People with legs too long, arms too short, heads too big, mumbling incoherently, quietly yelling, running slower than a walk, turning a oddly blue shade of red (but not purple). This is the dream world. It's not always a fun place.
When I was 9 years old I'd always lose myself in day dreams about how if I did things in a very odd sequence, odd - but the right sequence - walk on the green marble tiles for ten paces, then step momentarily on a red tile, then back to the green, walk around a bench 4 times, hop up and down, knock on the wall 7 times, I would be open the door to a secret new world that few had ever seen. An open-sesame kind of sequence.
The only way to enter the world would be to do that specific sequence, and you'd need to do another sequence to get out of that world.
And I still haven't figured out the right sequence - but with graduation on the horizon, maybe that's part of it?
