Back to High School?

Date: 5/12/2024

By RobTheTank

I suppose this dream really started a bit earlier where I was back at my childhood neighborhood and childhood best friend’s house. I was sort of like a ghost just exploring these areas of my past (I’m 36). I was just leaving my friend’s house when I heard a voice notice me and this person was calling out to my best friend to come see me. I ignored it and kept walking back home. That voice kept calling for me / to me to come see my friend but I continued to ignore it. Then I found myself in a high school classroom for some reason. It was very blue; light blue walls, steel blue carpet, blue chairs, with sun shining through. I was in the front of the class and I was aware of several students behind me. But this awareness slowly faded and I was eventually was the only one in the class. I was either a Junior or Senior; it didn’t feel like I was in the earlier years. My teacher was a nice Indian woman with an Indian accent. She wrote the lesson plan on a whiteboard for the day and in front of the class she had a big canvas area for images to be projected on. The lesson started with very brief math, then something else, then a history lesson about Christopher Columbus and the mast item on the list she hadn’t figured out yet. She asked us what 14 x 3 is. I said 34 and she said I was wrong. So I got my calculator and I had a hard time calculating it. Next she showed us a video about an old wooden sailing ship in the ocean (this was supposed to be the Columbus lesson). I just sat there in the front of the class quietly but I was thinking how much I hated school and I specifically remember thinking, “This is bullshit. I already graduated high school. I even graduated college. Why am I here again?” And I remember thinking how I’d have to wake up extra early every single day just to get to school and then leave for work. I remember thinking I’ll just get through this one day and then I’ll tell my mother I’m not going back. I told the teacher I needed to use the bathroom and she escorted me out to this room on the side. I stepped inside and locked the door and I knew she was standing outside waiting for me. It was like stepping into a shower stall. All small blue tiles. And I urinated into basically a shower drain in the corner. The whole time I was just thinking about leaving this high school. Then I woke up.