I dreamed last night that I was taking the bar exams.
[Aside: Now that I work for the National Conference of Bar Examiners, I wonder if I am even allowed to take the bar, since I've read most of the questions on the various sections. Maybe I have to wait a certain period after ending my employment before I can take the exams. Or maybe they'll handicap me in some way - put a patch over one eye, make me listen to Britney Spears while taking the test, making me finish in half the allotted time.]
In the middle of the exams (in my dream) I had to go find a bathroom and something to eat. Somehow during this journey, I was walking down a sidewalk when I was accosted by my doctor who told me that I wasn’t getting enough cardiovascular exercise.
So I woke up this morning feeling anxious, guilty and having to pee.
Happy Monday!
