Fail

This morning, I woke up filled with anxiety. I was dreaming that I would be graduating from high school soon and I hadn’t gone to my math class all semester. I wasn’t going to be able to graduate with a failing grade!

I had a knot in my stomach, deciding I needed to reach out to my math teacher to see if there was any way I could do a whole bunch of extra credit so I could pass and graduate on time.

Then, I started to wake up. I woke up to the sounds of my husband brushing his teeth in the bathroom. Relief flooded over me. I came back to reality an realized that I graduated 18 years ago (to the day!) and I’ve earned a BA and a Master’s degree since then.

Whew!

I saw this post on Facebook from a girl that graduated a couple years ahead of me:

She actually posted it a couple days ago, but it just showed up in my feed today. Weird how life works that way.