Balls and Walnuts
more than you ever wanted to know
Stubborn subconscious
Ugh, I’m exhausted. But I have less than 48 hours of call left, which is a good thing, and thus far none of the problems have been insurmountable.
Last night, I had a typically annoying student’s dream. Some sort of project was due, and it counted for 60% of my grade. I would have to turn in a cardboard packing box of data, the crunched numbers, conclusions, answers to questions. I thought the whole thing was stupid and I had procrastinated on it like crazy, and now, with minutes to go before class, I realized I hadn’t done anything.
Like I say, the typical student’s dream. The interesting part is that after waking up with a sense of intense relief (my own real-life problems are not nearly as frustrating), I went back to sleep and re-entered the same dream.
This time, I had realized that we all had the same data, and I was able to write a quick program (me? program? It’s a dream!) to crunch all the data. I had also realized that the project was due at the end of class, so I had an hour or so to put things all together. I was going to do this after all. Trouble was, I had to turn in the box of data and I couldn’t find it. Student dream panic all over again.
Wake up, go back to sleep. Now I’ve found my data and I’ve turned in my project in the nick of time . . . but I’ve neglected all my other classes, which have assignments due tomorrow.
I’ll bet that was as tedious to read as it was to experience. I’d like to know what exactly my subconscious is trying to work through. And why it’s so uncivil as to not throw me the occasional bone.
D.
