‘a dream that apparently spans the generations’

“It’s an as­ton­ish­ing­ly com­mon dream. Many of us have it, with nu­mer­ous re­runs through­out our lives. It … usu­al­ly in­volves high school or col­lege, some­times both. And, odd­ly, it seems to haunt us decades af­ter we last sat in a class­room.”
—Mar­lene Ci­mons, Wash­ing­ton Post
 

I start­ed hav­ing the dream a few years ago

The cam­pus is huge and con­fus­ing
like an MC Es­ch­er cre­ation

I didn’t at­tend any of my class­es all year
I can’t even find where they are

I’m hope­less­ly lost on cam­pus
try­ing to show up for the FI­NAL

the mon­ey I spent on tu­ition is long gone
and I’m go­ing to fail and have to do it all over again
 
 
 
 

AND there is noth­ing like that sense of re­lief when you re­al­ize aaaaal­l­l­l­l­l­l­l­ll that bull­shit was a dream and you can just for­get about it and not care

Right?
 
 

—emi­ly duchaine

Flom­mist Emi­ly Duchaine lives in the Pa­cif­ic North­west. She likes to drink mead, learn about sharks, and lis­ten to the Talk­ing Heads. She pre­tends to be a pro­fes­sion­al busi­ness­woman most days. Copy­right © 2018 Emi­ly Duchaine.

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