Or it's the middle of the semester and I remember that I dropped a class and signed up for another, but I haven't gone to the new one.
Or I get to my final exam and see that I studied the wrong material.
Or the year ends and I failed half of my classes because I didn't turn in my homework.
One time, I left my baby in the classroom and when I went back she was gone.
It's been almost ten years since I graduated from college, yet these dreams still plague me. Rather frequently I might add. And they are so real, that when I wake up and realize school is behind me--far behind me--I can't even describe the relief I feel.
I know other people have these nightmares. So why? Was school such a tramautic event that it left this dark shadow on my psyche? Is this a form of PTSD?
One thing's for certain. I am so glad I'm done.
