Too often I wake up having an inner monologue with me, myself and I , “Wait I am way out of high school, I kind of believe I graduated (got my Matura, whatever)”. So why do I wake up thinking I have to hand in a German essay on Feminism in Austrian literature again? Right, because not doing your homework got burned into my subconsciousness as a bad bad thing to do years ago. Also, I remember having this dream that I had to somehow being forced to redo my Matura in a Matura 2.0 fashion. Boy, boy,… Who says Austrian schools aren’t efficient. They still have people wake up shaking with fear.

Haven’t had a “nightmare” about university, probably too recent for it to manifest in my gray matter.

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