I'm having the
Spanish final dream again. It pops up every few months or so. I feel like I should start keeping track and try to figure out what happens in my life that triggers the dream. All I have to say is, I am so relieved today that I'm not about to fail Spanish.
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I keep having weird dreams about catastrophic weddings--never the same catastrophe, and never the same wedding. I'm thinking this is the universe's way of reconciling me to the fact that I will never get married.
So I suppose I should just resign myself to the fact that I will never be fluent in Spanish. Oh well.
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