Twisted Inner Workings of My Mind

I’m not sure that my subconscious knows that I’ve graduated yet.

For the past two nights, I’ve had dreams about being late for school, which I still apparently need to attend. The night before that, I dreamed that my grades were lousy – not oh-heaven-help-us-it’s-an-A-minus lousy, but give-us-the-diploma-back lousy.

According to the omniscient internet, dreaming about school “most often represents social concerns, insecurities or anxieties.” I have no idea what on earth that’s about. After all, why should I worry about my interactions with other people when I never leave the house anyhow?

Just...