It's been almost a dozen years since I graduated from university, but I still have recurring dreams where I'm woefully underprepared for my finals so I desperately cram within the few minutes I have left. I'd fail the exams of course and have to repeat the year. I usually wake up in the morning unsure of my status for the first few seconds then quickly come to the realization that I have indeed graduated. The latest one occurred a few days ago. I suppose this is what I get for being a procrastinating lazy bum. Well, that and a mediocre dead end career that I've come to absolutely hate. In my younger years I used to have dreams where I'd die in some kind of natural disaster, typically tornadoes. I usually woke up right as I got sucked into a tornado.