Have you ever had that dream where you realise the final school exams are just around the corner, and you haven’t even started studying? In fact, you haven’t been to class for so long, you’re not even sure what goddamned subjects you’re taking? You can see you’re going to fail, and you’re sweating, and you wrench yourself awake and realize hey wait a minute, I’m not in school, there are no exams, I matriculated about a hundred years ago. I passed, dammit! Seems this is one of those things that lots of us have recurring dreams about. I have, throughout my life as an adult – but at 60, really? Seems that school stuff really gets into your bones, eh? Crazy.