Prologue Dreaming

Most people I know have the same dream the night before or week leading up to something new. They are walking down the street naked or they're sitting in class naked. Something along those lines.

I dream that I've accidentally been enrolled in an Advanced Theoretical Physics class focusing on String Theory and the professor won't let me drop. It doesn't matter to him that I don't speak the math language or that I don't understand Chaos Theory nor have I taken Calculus or any of the prerequisites. According to him this is the most important class to ever be taught in the history of academia and in my life and were he to allow me to drop out he would be doing me a disservice with eternal consequences.

I always wake up from this dream in a panic. One minute I'm arguing with the professor, on the verge of tears, convinced my GPA is going to become 0.00 because of this class and everyone in the world will know how stupid I am and that I'm a total fraud. And then I wake up in my own bed, heart pounding, the stink of fear in the air. I dread the first day of new things not because of a fear of the new things but because I HATE that dream! I would welcome a naked dream where people laugh and point. Just don't let me have the String Theory dream, please!

I start my new job at the hospital tomorrow. Did I mention I will be working in a Heart Transplant ICU? Well, if I didn't, now you know. I'm excited about it. It feels challenging and a tad daunting. But, I get to learn new things and am excited for that opportunity. One my step up the ladder to making dreams reality. Plus, I have a very unique perspective to offer patients and their families. Been there, done that, so to speak.

Tonight is the eve of a new chapter. This interim that has lasted the past 6 months was merely the prologue to a new section of the book. A palette cleanser, if you will. I just pray I don't dream about Physics tonight and can actually sleep.