My classes this semester have come to an end. As I was napping in front of the TV today, I was dreaming that I had to stay awake for yet another night to slog through a set of essays and to compile the final grades for one more class. That dream is a sure sign you’re stressed, my wife says. Earlier in the morning, she told me that I had only recently started to notice things around me again, after having been consumed by my classes since Thanksgiving.
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