Last night I had a series of bizarre dreams, even by my standards.
In one sequence, I was being told by one of the charge nurses on my current floor that I had no choice but to go back to high school and finish out grades 11-12.
I was protesting that I couldn't possibly need to finish high school, because I had a bachelor and master degree, and as such, it was presupposed that I had graduated highschool.
But, I ended up in high school, feeling betrayed and very angry about the humiliation of having to be dragged through one of my most unfavorite schooling experiences, ever.
I can't imagine why, given how incredibly satisfied I am with my employment experiences lately, why I would be having such strange dreams.
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