Okay so maybe not

[clevermanka]

I had a dream last night that was exhausting.

I'm a lucid dreamer. I always know I'm dreaming. Most of the time I can direct the action, or re-wind it to try something else, or, if all else fails, just make myself wake up to escape it. But last night, ugh.

Last night I dreamed I was back in school, studying some sort of physiology science--anatomy, something like that. And it was awful. I hated being in school, I hated going to class, I hated doing the homework, I hated all of it. I hated it to the point where I stopped doing stuff, started missing assignments, failing tests, everything. I remember thinking "Why did you go back to school? You hated school, remember? Remember how you still get home from work in the evenings, thrilled at the fact that you don't have homework?" The whole thing was so depressing and tiring and I couldn't find a way out of the mess so I resigned myself to withdrawing from the program.

I was still upset about it when I woke up this morning because that is how much I hated being in school.

So that was maybe a message to consider about possible life choices.

Comments

[kazoogrrl.livejournal.com]

Why I've nevet gone to grad school!

[clevermanka.livejournal.com]

Yeeeeeeeeeeep.