Feb 07, 2012 09:32
So my latest mini-project at work is going through a drawer full of Cliffs Notes & getting rid of some of them. And, as you do, I've been flipping through them & saying "Oh, I remember that one, we had to read that one in 10th grade, god I hated that book ..." Because despite being English Major Extraordinaire, I occasionally frequently had to rely on Cliffs Notes to get me through certain books (Day of the Locust, I'm looking at you).
So last night I dreamed I was back in high school. Oy.
dreams,
work,
traumatic teen years