[9 August 2010]
I had a strange sort of anxiety dream last night, the first I’ve had in a while. I was unprepared for a test, in anthropological history (is that even a subject?); I hadn’t done all the reading. But instead of being anxious about failing, I was pretty confident I could get a B. And if I could get away with copying a few answers, I could probably pull that up to an A. I was only anxious about getting caught. Has the world changed or have I changed?