dream
Thinking about Joel’s comment about a dream he remembered led to me google fMRI and dreams and eventually lead to the way best to describe this year: a dream.
Nothing I've done this school year feels real. Everything that's happening is not what I expected, not the way I've imagined it.
Who ever thought I'd be studying CCP? With a bunch of pre-law students. I remember agreeing with Maria that politics was an ineffective way to affect change. Shawn Pate disagreed with both of us at the time. But Madison isn't the main cause of my discomfort.
"Why am I at MSU? Why don't I like being pre-med?" Ay, there's the rub.
Up until about 2 years ago, I knew I'd be pre-med so, in that since, it is no surprise that I'm pre-med now.
The one thing I imagined myself to be doing I no longer like.
I think, or dream, that I will wake up and discover that I am still a high school senior. That would be lovely morning.
Good night.